When no one was aware of it, the figures of Dao Sanyi and Wu Jian flashed across the sky in an instant. No one seemed to know what level of cultivation these two had reached!
The best in the world...
To what extent can one be number one in the world? Looking up at the sky, his gentle breathing, accompanied by a thin night of sleep, was quietly hovering at the end of his thoughts. At this time, Qingwan, who was standing next to him, had a sad look in his eyes and said: " Young Master, there is no need to think too much, everything has been written, Young Master just needs to wait slowly!"
He looked back at Qingwan. At that moment, that pure smile was still very warm. At least the cold and dark matter deep in his heart was still lurking quietly in his heart.
"Sister Wan'er, there's nothing wrong with you, don't worry!" When he said nothing happened, after all, he was either comforting himself or comforting others!
Qingwan said: "Master, Qingwan is waiting for your good news!"
The smile in her eyes stretched to the middle of the sky and the sea. She smiled, and the whole world seemed to be laughing. The woman standing in the cold wind, that charming smile, simply captivated all sentient beings in the past three generations!
This is Qingwan, a woman who cannot see the depth clearly. Yu Zun occasionally thinks of Qingwan when he was a boy. When this dignified and beautiful woman appears, he doesn't know what it feels like in his heart. The girl Qingwan calls him brother, But at this time, the young woman called him Young Master!
He sighed, rubbed his eyes, and curved the corners of his mouth slightly. The smile in his eyes at that time was sincere and clear!
The blue night is so quiet, and the rising smoke of fireworks is still slowly extending at the end of the horizon. This is a dream, but it is harsher than reality! The ancient secret realm has been opened, and the legendary Hell God Prison is gradually opening in front of him!
The ancients stood on the sky, with dense rain falling on their shoulders, and a thick layer of fog slowly extending from the distance. He might not have noticed it! At this time, Dao Sanyi and Wu Jian were standing in the center of the sky!
The knife passed across his body, but he only dodged slightly without cutting him. However, the people behind him fell in a pool of blood. For these people who followed him, he felt responsible in his heart. At this moment It is absolutely impossible for it to happen!
He pulled out the black iron scimitar from his waist. His figure disappeared in an instant. Suddenly, his body was like a clear wave of water. In a daze, it rippled slightly. When the water wave solidified instantly, he appeared in To the depths of the sky!
The cold killing intent made this slightly thin world seem more anxious and confused, and the whole world was covered in a mist.
The rain was rustling, and on the dark earth, the grass blades swaying gently in the wind were swept by the cold rain. A moment later, a piece of ice crystal formed on the grass blades.
The exhaled breath gradually formed into a piece of white mist in the air, freezing three feet high. It was a cold winter!
His thin figure was like a sharp blade, cutting open the territory thousands of miles away in the dream. The cold and bloody voice echoed quietly in everyone's ears, "Kill!"
That soft drink made the world more solemn and tragic. On the sky, those ancients screamed at the top of their lungs, but they could not stop the flow of life. The blood splashed gently between the blades. This would be a stiff and cold scene again. late at night.
The blade drinks blood, and life is like grass and grass, being slaughtered wantonly. Who would wait for his life to be slaughtered? The fleeting figures, like stars, flickered slightly on the sky, and then disappeared into the eternally depressed and dark world!
"kill!"
With a deep voice, attached to the cold and cruel smell of blood, he disappeared and reappeared, the blade instantly scratched his neck. The originally vibrant world was now covered in residual blood, with a trace of cruelty and horror attached to it!
I dare to ask how many people in the world are not afraid of death? The blade that kills the living beings is shining with a quiet light. The blade seems to be breathing, and the light of the blade is suddenly bright and then dim!
When the proud ancients raised their heads, the creatures that Yu Zun killed in a hurry suddenly woke up again in this cold world!
He looked astonished
Looking at this scene, what exactly happened? How far is the distance between reality and dreams?
Ancient people, their lives were grafted in ancient times. Why do they appear in this world now? Is it just for the phrase "No. 1 in the world?"
In the cold sky, the black giant bird crossed the sky in an instant, and the dark earth suddenly turned white. When those pale souls passed by the low sky, time was cut off, and the simple In one breath, the beauty and ugliness of the world can be seen! .
The ghosts are whimpering in the dark, and their deaths for no reason make this world even more tragic! However, many people lose their lives unconsciously, which is a pity for them!
But in this vast world, who would care about each other's life and death? This is the cruelest world and the most vicious curse!
He stared blankly at those people who had resurrected from the dead. He tightened his grip on the handle of the knife. He also saw Dao Sanyi and Wu Jian standing deep in the sky. With a look of astonishment on his face, he murmured: "Master and Senior, how could he appear there?"
Dao San shouted: "Zun'er, come to me!"
This loud shout could not be rejected. His body then flew up into the sky uncontrollably. In front of his eyes were thousands of soldiers and horses, and these people were also the ancestors of the ancient times. !
In the silence, the breathing became heavier. Standing in front of them, like a mountain, the heavy pressure squeezed the heart all the time.
"Am I worthy of being their opponent?" At this time, he asked himself.
Who were those people I killed at that time?
The anxiety at this moment was slowly rolling and burning in his heart! At that time, he looked up at the sky and murmured to himself: "Who will tell me the real answer?"
The reality is so hasty, so thin, and the killing is already on the way. What are you thinking about day and night, and what are you sleeping on in those long and sleepy days?
What does the value of life mean? In his confused eyes, he was wrapped in a cold reality. Under the rustling rain curtain, behind him were thousands of people! It's his men!
"Yu Zun, you must defeat yourself! Only then can you truly see through this dream!" In the bottom of my heart, the words flowing quietly made a crisp sound like a stream.
Dream? Reality? Where is the boundary between dreams and reality?
At this time, Dao Sanyi smiled and said: "Zun'er! You can't defeat them here!"
"Here? I still don't understand where I am!" He smiled bitterly.
Sometimes, I will look up at the sky and watch the thin piece of sleeping light fall quietly in my palms. The warmth at that moment is like the familiar face of an old friend, quietly kneading it in my palms, keeping those pure and simple things in my hands. The warmth slowly kneaded them into their old appearance!
He panted softly and said quietly: "No. 1 in the world... No. 1 in the world, what does it mean?"
Ditian! What did you leave me? Where are you now?
When he looked back, the men and horses behind him were all kneeling on the ground. Their humble faces ignited a fire in Yu Zun's heart again.
"Old man! Why didn't you show up?" That cold and hard voice was like a giant hammer, smashing open the wall of silence. With a bang, the world trembled slightly! And this person is none other than Tao Sanyi!
As time slowly rolled by, a person stood in this place without knowing when. The breath of that person was really light. When he appeared, Yu Zun was not aware of it. It was just a moment of trance. He... Appeared!
When the majestic breath gradually melted into the air, that breath was like a solid city wall, stretching for thousands of miles. At this moment, Yu Zun's fingers holding the knife tightened a little more.
Murderous aura spread in the air. When he caught the slight murderous aura, he looked shocked. Who gave it to him to be cruel and mean?
He saw countless creatures exploding to death due to that pure murderous aura! This murderous aura may seem weak, but it conceals endless dangers!
When he raised his head again, Wu Jian held a stick in his hand.
The handle was broken, with a cold smile on his face, "Immortal old man! Long time no see!"
Who is the person they are talking about? At this time, in the thin air, the clear murderous aura was still flowing slowly.
Even though there was a shrill light shining at the end of the sky, even though there was a wet swamp deep in the earth.
At this moment, in the lonely world, the cruel and cold reality is slowly explaining all the mysteries deep in the heart!
A person stood in mid-air, ordinary and unremarkable. This person had a hunched back. He was an old man. In his cloudy pupils, there was no beauty in the world. Such a simple existence was something that could not be underestimated.
Is he... the old immortal in Dao Sanyi and Wu Jianyan?
Dao Sanyi has said before that he can't defeat these ancients here! In Ditian's words, he said, "No. 1 in the world!"
"Let God see" such domineering words also explain what kind of person Ditian is!
There is a chill in the air, but the cold heart gradually becomes dazzling! Qingwan, who stood quietly beside Yu Zun, had a smile on her face that was always so plain! It seems that there is nothing to worry about this frail young man standing in front of him!
Chu Feng said calmly: "Will he really become the Holy King?"
"Why not?" The moment the beautiful girl appeared, it was obviously a scene that Chu Feng had not expected. And this girl was none other than Su Rong!
Su Rong smiled and said, "That fool is not an ordinary person!"
Fool......
Maybe only she would call him a fool! Of course, there was also someone who called him a fool back then! The distant past, barely exposed in the thin light, may be covered with thick dust, but when it’s over, it’s over! No need to remember or regret! After all, those days of sleepless nights have passed quietly through your fingers!
The sky and the earth, the stars and the sea have spanned eternity. What will it be like to come back to this place again?
The old man raised his neck, and in his turbid pupils, the cruelty and regret immersed in time slowly remained, and murderous aura quietly splashed in the air.
At this time, a thin layer of soft light hung on the man's face, "Wu Jian! Trinity! How long has it been since we last met?"
The sound of vicissitudes of life, like a stone grinding grain quietly, makes a heavy and hoarse sound, which does not appear in the ears, but appears in the heart!
When Yu Zun looked at the man again, the man's temperament actually changed again. His strong figure was no longer rickety, like a sharp sword, pointing to the end of the world!
Those exhausted smiles were finally stranded in the frivolous dream, layer after layer, like ripples in a clear pool, gently swaying!
This old man finally regained his youthful appearance. At this time, the man's fingers were slightly curled up. After a breath, there was a long sword in his palm!
"Heaven's punishment! You cannot escape the blame for her death!" His originally dark eyes were like a blazing flame in the wasteland, and he shouted fiercely, holding the broken blade in his swordless hand.
"So his name is Tianxing!" Yu Zun said in his heart.
In the scarlet pupils, there was both nostalgia for the past and regret for the people who had passed away. His swordless fingers were trembling slightly, and those cruel murderous intentions were getting stronger and stronger in his heart.
Dao Sanyi sighed softly and said: "Heavenly punishment! You were absolutely wrong at that time!"
Tian Xing laughed loudly and said, "But the person she loves is not me!"
"That's why you killed me?" Wu Jian's deep voice gradually trembled, and the anger in his heart could no longer be contained!
At this time, the calm air was beginning to become a little violent. Those tiny particles were colliding crazily. What would happen next? Who can guess?
Who will die somewhere else? Who would put his or her life on the line and take the bloodiest gamble?
Yu Zun gradually saw clearly that at this time, he was immersed in a dream. It was the law in the dream that controlled everything! He also clearly realized that in this dreamland, the person who made the rules might also be Di Tian!
The ancient holy king has awakened! What about the future? Who will succeed Ditian in the future? It should be that boy! It should be him...
In the dream, everything that should exist is challenging the laws of this world. Perhaps, the Heavenly Punishment standing in front of you at this time is just the life that Emperor Tian is playing with!
So, what about the Underworld Prison? Is the so-called Hell of the Underworld real? The answer gradually emerged. This realm is just a corner of the Yin God Prison!
Ditian! You are such a genius! At this time, Yu Zun was also sighing. Because he was proud of the small world in his heart, he also had some understanding of the concept of creating the world!
The unkillable ancients were perhaps just a joke played by Di Tian on himself, and the Heavenly Punishment, which was close to being a tyrant, was just grafting part of life into this realm.
When he thought of Dao Sanyi and Wu Jian again, he sighed with emotion in his heart. Could it be that Master and the others also grafted part of their souls into this realm?
He squinted and looked at the sky. At this moment, a broken blade cut through the night in a hurry. The dazzling light, like a morning star, illuminated a side of the night sky. It was the sound of the blade sinking into flesh and blood, the dull sound. The heavy sound cut through the texture of the muscles.
There was no pain in Tian Xing's eyes. He looked directly at Wu Jian and said, "Are you happy?"
Blood slowly overflows from the eye sockets, is it heartbreaking? It’s not as enjoyable as I imagined! Tianxing held the knife and said, "Her death has nothing to do with me!"
Pain spreads quietly in my heart, "Ask the sky, who will believe it?"
There was no pain in the withered smile, Tianxing smiled and said: "The person who killed her has already died under my knife!"
The vague light could never illuminate the road in front of me. In the hazy darkness, I seemed to have found my way home!
That clear figure appeared in each other's eyes again, and the slim figure outlined the beauty and dignity of the woman in front of them!
Those hoarse shouts gradually became muffled. Wu Jian gently rubbed his eyes, and the clear tears in his eyes finally fell.
"Jianlang, put it down!" The clear voice echoed softly in the ears, and there was a soft light like water in the beauty's pupils.
Let go...it has been so many years. If I could let it go, I would have let it go long ago...
This damn sadness and pain is a nightmare that has been lingering in my heart. How can I let go...
The dense rain washes the clear tears from the bottom of the eyes, and the teardrops are like beads, pat! Snap! Snap! Sliding down, the love, hatred and resentment in the wind were written over and over again in the brief time before my eyes!
In so many years, it’s the first time I’m so happy, the first time I’m so excited, you’re back... you’re still back...
Wu Jian's voice was trembling quietly. He stretched out his fingers and stroked her gently, but when his fingertips were about to touch her, the soft shadow only trembled slightly.
It turns out that this is just a piece of light and shadow...
Dao Sanyi, who stood beside Wujian, sighed, "People who are in pain will only live in the past, but the passion and depth of love will also explain the meaning of life! Love is enough... .”
At that moment, Dao Sanyi's words were tight-lipped. He glanced at Yu Zun lightly, which was somewhat meaningful.
Perhaps, standing in this situation, the person who can most empathize with it is Yu Zun!
It turns out that Senior Wujian also has a past that is difficult to let go of...
Yu Zun breathed a sigh of relief and murmured: "Senior Wu Jian, how did he survive all these years? But will the woman that Senior Wu Jian loves come back?"
At that moment, the pain in my heart was extending violently. The stars on the sky seemed to be able to understand deeply. Standing on the sky, these two people were so lonely and desperate...
Wu Jian's tears flowed in the wind, leaving only a muddy tear stain hanging quietly on his face. He laughed through tears and said: "You! Where are you? Where should I find you?"
In the end, the hoarse shouting was slowly covered by low whimpering!
"Tell me, who killed you? Tell me... I will avenge you!" When the tears in his eyes turned into clear hatred, his fingers clenched the broken blade again . And that broken blade was just like his life. Even though it was incomplete, it was somehow perfect!
In the sad and painful dark night, she was whispering, and the woman's gentle smile was like a clear light, slowly illuminating the stubborn and lonely man in front of her, "Jianlang! As long as you still miss me, one day Day, we will meet again!"
