The golden elixir turned into sand, and the body turned into nothingness, completely dissipating in this world.
The rain of blood still continued to fall, beating the Alchemy Palace with force.
Even heaven and earth cannot bear the death of a man of imperial wealth. This rain of blood represents that it is crying.
"Why is this happening!" Ye Xuan was extremely sad, her heart was burning with anger, and she spat out her hard work.
"Delusional sister..."
Fan Yueting's expression changed behind Ye Xuan and she hurriedly hugged her.
"Delusional sister..."
Ye Xuan smiled sadly, her whole face turned pale, and she lay limply on Fan Yueting.
After ten years of separation, we finally reunited, but we parted again.
This farewell, or never?
That elegant man in white clothes, his eyes are soaked with what? I can't see the world clearly.
They say love lasts forever, why only give her a few days? That brief time together was all in the past. She... still had some unspoken words hidden deep in her heart.
Someone in the crowd was heartbroken, and it rang clearly in one person's heart.
Who knows how painful heartbreak is? Many people don't know it, and many people know it.
The purple robe hidden in the crowd was stirring her heart at the moment, piercing her heart one after another.
Her lovesickness and affection were not expressed.
"Why! Chu Wan wants to do this!"
The old bodies of the three Chu family clans trembled. Even the Chu family of Heaven could not withstand such a blow.
The four of them, Song Dawei, cried loudly and lay on the ground.
"Why would a Talisman King want to destroy itself!!!" King Miaoyin Dan's face was pale and his heart was trembling.
Almost everyone had expressions of disbelief, wondering why the Talisman King would do this.
His death was entirely because of himself.
"The King of One Talisman just said that he asked Yin Lin to protect him with his Taoist friends from the Chu family. Could it be that he wanted to practice martial arts, but his soul was lost?"
"No, if you are practicing martial arts, there is no need to swallow that pill." King Huoyun Dan's face was pale, and his heart was bleeding at this moment.
The number one person in Daluo Domain's Talisman Dao, his talent in Alchemy Dao far surpassed theirs.
The Fire Cloud Pill King did not expect that the One Talisman King was the Master Shengmu who refined the Moon Flower Pill. Using the golden elixir realm to attract pilgrims is too outrageous here. The Tao of Alchemy and the Tao of Talisman are already at their peak. Even the golden elixir is a Daluo golden elixir! I also realized the true meaning.
King Huoyun Dan believed that as long as nothing unexpected happened, Chu Cheng would reach the top of the three branches of Ziyun Sect.
A person who makes transcendental decisions on three paths at the same time is a rare person. However, something unexpected happened at this moment.
The Chu family couldn't bear the death of a Talisman King, and the Ziyun Sect couldn't bear it either!
At this moment, Xiao Ming saw his status from despair and laughed.
"Hahaha! One talisman king, you commit suicide! My son Xiaozhang's revenge has been avenged, your fairy fire! I accept it! I don't believe that the Ziyun Sect will suffer from this life-and-death competition because of a dead person. , kill me!"
In this Danbi, Chu Cheng mobilized the voice of pilgrims and refined the seventh-level holy elixir. Xiao Ming has already lost!
"Meeting you in my lifetime is Yinlin's greatest blessing in a hundred years. You are dead, but you remain in my heart." Tears disappeared from Yinlin's beautiful eyes, her eyes were reddish, and in her eyes, countless pictures rolled around , until it stays in that night.
What night was that?
In the fruit forest, the moon is high in the sky, the water in the pond is as bright as a mirror, and two shadows fall into the river pond.
Talented men and beautiful women, drinking tea and laughing happily.
The world was still, and in everyone's eyes, two figures in white clothes clearly appeared, sitting upright.
"There is a cool breeze on a winter night and a rain in the summer. There is a clear spring on the stone and there is tea in the bamboo. The shade of the bamboo covers the music and the music is easy to play. The smoke of the tea comes through the window and brings out the fragrance." Yin Lin's clear voice echoes in every corner. This is what someone said to him in the past.
She raised her hand, pointed at the pen, and drew towards the void.
"It was you who completed Yin Lin's painting in advance, and Yin Lin will keep you in his heart forever and create this painting together!"
One glance becomes empty, and when you wake up, you realize that the dream is empty, the person has withered away, but the affection remains.
Think of a certain year, a certain month, a certain day. Who stirred the string in the woman's heart? And who keeps you in their heart?
She is painting. Everything in this world, the beautiful mountains and rivers in this world, represent her. It's just that in this painting, she is the only one, which makes her seem a little lonely.
Today, she picked up the pen again and drew the person in her heart next to her.
This is a painting, two people, and a picture of the world of mortals. Just to keep the past feelings.
This defense lasts for ten thousand years in this life.
The holy sound trembled, and the cool breeze hit. Everyone saw the orchards full of flowers. The two men in white clothes stood up and looked up at the sky.
"Today you have left, and Yin Lin will kill Xiao Ming for you. From now on, in Yin Lin's heart, you are the only one..."
Yin Lin spoke calmly, the flowers in the orchard were withering, flying all over the sky, and there was a chill!
The stars all over the sky flashed together and turned into countless white clothes. The powerful power swept over instantly, and even the several venerables at the Dan Palace felt palpitated.
Each of these stars is a silver presence, not false, but true.
At this moment, in people's sight, there is only that white cloth in this world.
The white clothes are picturesque, and the figure is thick and graceful. There are obviously countless figures, but in people's eyes and hearts, there is only one figure.
"This is the realm of creating something out of nothing!"
Here, when it comes to the way of cultivation, the Flower Fairy is the best. Here, there is a young venerable who just wants to see the elixir of the King of Talisman.
"Created out of nothing?" someone asked.
"As soon as you enter the true way, will the imaginary way become great? You will create something out of nothing and turn the imaginary into reality. What you see may not be true, and what you cannot see may not be false."
"A strong person in the virtual way can step into the state of creation out of nothing. It is difficult to save one in a thousand... This girl Yin Lin is now probably comparable to our venerables!" Fairy Nianhua came to the side of King Miaoyin Dan. , said.
At this moment, countless Yinlin were flying in the galaxy, their white clothes were stained with light frost, waving their sleeves with flowing light, and slapped Xiaoming with a palm.
Just one palm triggered countless palm winds, and the entire galaxy resounded with a strong sound of breaking through the sky.
Countless palm winds appeared from the void, and murderous intent ignited in all directions!
Xiao Ming's face changed drastically, and in an instant the virtual world was cast, revealing chaos.
However, in his pupils, a line of white clothes suddenly appeared and walked into his heart. At this moment, his eyes revealed a crazy version of obsession.
A soft sound sounded deep in his heart. It was as if someone had struck a chord with him.
When he came back to his senses, he saw that his heart was constantly overflowing with blood, and the blood covered the blood hole in his chest.
The virtual world dissipated, the chaos was shattered, and countless palm winds bombarded Xiaoming. Every blow had the power of thunder.
"No! I am the Alchemy King! You can't kill me!" Xiaoming's face changed suddenly, showing fear. He wanted to stand up but couldn't move.
All the veins in his body were severed under one finger of his own!
The roaring sound echoed, stained with dust and smoke, and a mournful cry was heard.
Xiao Ming could not move or even expand the virtual world. He would definitely die under the countless palm blows of this powerful man of the true way.
After a while, the dust and smoke dissipated, Xiao Ming's body was completely shattered, and blood sprayed on the ground, leaving only a faint soul.
"You can't kill me! You can't kill me! I am the Purple Luck Pill King!" Xiaoming was full of fear and hurriedly asked for help below: "Ancestor Huoyun, save me! Save me!"
"You will die today, no one can save you." Yin Lin's face was frosty, and countless figures walked forward step by step holding silver swords.
This is the strong man of the virtual way, this is the meaning of the painting, silently, it can make people sink.
Thousands of powerful men present took a breath. A god-transforming monk could kill the physical body in an instant!
The nearly twenty or so venerables present were shocked. Is this the true way and false ideas created out of thin air? In this realm, even many venerables would be defeated if they encountered it.
The Fire Cloud Pill King frowned, with a sad look in his eyes, and said: "The unfortunate death of a Talisman King is already a big loss for our Purple Luck Sect. If we lose another Pill King, the Purple Luck... I can’t afford it either.”
Yin Lin smiled coldly, looked at Huoyun, tilted his head slightly, and said in a cold voice: "What if I insist on killing him?"
"I will take action to stop it." Huo Yun sighed, and stepped in front of Xiao Ming.
"What if I want to kill you?" The three elders of the Chu family stood up.
"Today's incident happened. The young clan leader died here. We, the Chu family, want an explanation!"
"We in the Fu Dao world also want to seek an explanation from the Ziyun Sect!"
All the Fu Kings present stood up, even the five old Fu Kings from the Purple Luck Sect.
"A leader who was able to stir up the entire sect and once again reach the peak of the sect's founder period, let him die in vain?" Su Guan, the leader of the five Talisman Kings, stood up.
"A Talisman King is from the Ziyun Sect. He is the number one person in my lineage of Talisman Dao, and he is also the Alchemy Emperor of your lineage of Alchemy Dao! Forcing an Alchemy Emperor to death is like forcing an ancestor to die. . King Xiaoming Dan, the crime of ancestral murder is inescapable of death!”
The Fire Cloud Pill King was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that a Talisman King Spiritual Pill led to the Holy Sound, ranking as Talisman King.
At this moment, a voice sounded from afar, with a hint of indifference.
"cut!"
A voice made everyone's expressions change drastically. This voice carries a holy meaning. This is a saint!
The expressions of the ancestors of the Third Lineage of Ziyun Sect changed even more, because they knew where the voice came from and who it was...
"Ancestor Ouyang!"
"This is Master!!!"
The Purple Luck Saint, a true ancestor-level powerhouse, finally appeared. However, I didn't see him, I just heard his voice.
The next moment, he was in front of Xiaoming Yuanshen. A giant holy palm appeared in the void and pressed down with one palm! Instantly turned into ashes.
King Huoyun Dan was stunned, not expecting that the ancestor Ouyang Zi would personally kill Xiao Ming.
The sound dissipated and the giant palm disappeared. Only the dark purple star was left hanging high, and the blood rain was chaotic.
In the galaxy, the thousands of silver dissipated, leaving only the man and woman standing side by side in the orchard.
"Chu Cheng, I avenged you." Yin Lin smiled bitterly and reached out to touch the man's face.
Even Hua'er wanted to fold her hands, but she couldn't touch her face.
At this moment, Yin Lin shed tears. This is just a painting, not the person in my heart. The moment he dissipated. The pain in her heart made her finally understand what she was feeling.
A strong wind blew by, and the golden elixir fine sand floating in the starry sky eventually flowed in all directions, flying in the direction of Yin Lin.
The golden sand passed by, and a trace fell on Yin Lin's body. At this moment, she seemed to smell the body fragrance of the man beside her and heard the melancholy sound.
"Life is like a dream, and years are like water. Ten years pass by turning around. Looking back is a landscape. In the past ten years, I have seen a lot of things and the world. However, all the famous paintings in the world are not as good as yours. One piece...So, I couldn’t bear to leave like this.”
Under Yin Lin's trance. The man next to her turned around at this moment and looked at her with a smile.
