Rebirth of the Medical Phoenix: The cruel and bloody plot collapsed

Consciousness is the extreme soul and ultimate weapon of human beings.

The devil does the opposite.

I don’t know when it started.

Two of the three soul consciousnesses that can be precisely controlled.

Combine together.

A product specially formed into Yulutian.

It is in strong opposition to the local consciousness of Jiudingtian.

No matter how deep the water in the Demon Sect is.

Not as deep as the devil's.

Yuan Jizi: "I can't force Yanyan anymore. I can't bear it."

Cangsang: "She has unlimited potential. Many people have come here before..."

"I know she has reached her limit, stop it."

"Why, till death do you part? That depends on your ability."

"Cangsang, stop it."

"You deserve it?"

"I don't care what your plan is, don't even think about hurting her this time!"

Bang.

Opposing palms.

He has a split consciousness.

Self-harm.

More continuation.

It has already spread thousands of miles away.

No one knows.

No one knows.

The soul consciousness, however, has been consumed since eternity.

Not only does it belong to the devil.

Even more devilish.

And... something I haven't had the chance to describe for a long time, the negative phenomena in the world.

Soul consciousness represents the power of the devil.

Consumption on both sides.

——————Not only their manpower and material resources were consumed, but also Qi Xiyan's vitality.

They all knew the consequences.

Then, Yuan Jizi said: "The most important thing is not the magic bracelet, but to destroy the demon god, we must first stabilize the country before fighting against foreign enemies. This is an eternal truth, you understand..."

"Safe? Ridiculous, how can we be safe without strong strength?"

"Yanyan is not your everything. Cangsang, I tell you clearly, if you want to sacrifice her..."

"She will never die if she agrees to my conditions!"

"You know it's impossible. Hurt, love and hate can't possibly tie up Yan's life!"

"I will need you!"

"impossible!"

"If it doesn't belong to me, destroy it."

"Cangsang, stop it." Yuan Jizi was no match at all.

Injured.

When retreating.

拼。

Not for myself.

And for the beauty.

If you don't try hard, you will really be in trouble.

I can't find a place to cry.

Another fatal confrontation.

The soul is in turmoil.

The complexion of the two is composed of soul.

It will be eliminated by the soul.

It was another big battle between the two.

The war reached the point of destroying the world.

The sky is the secret realm of demons and Buddhas, and the earth is the sea of ​​soul consciousness.

Elements of the entire secret realm.

Extremely unstable.

Many more souls were scattered and flew away.

Floating and swinging.

In the end, there is persistence and stance.

Yuan Jizi turned his palm sideways.

Spiritual power increased greatly.

Go straight to Huanglong and move towards the opposite side.

The Cangsang Jade Dragon transformed into a demon dragon.

Frontal connection.

The yellow dragon and the black dragon killed each other.

Sad meeting without knowing each other.

Sad and crazy.

There are few people in the world today who are worthy of your attention.

Except for the guy in front of him and Qi Xiyan.

A body that is immortal and can live even when it does not exist.

Someone you can never forget or lose, and you will miss him or her until you die.

That is what is valued.

Look into each other's eyes.

The palm strike turns into the move 'Sky-high Strange Charge'.

Yuan Ji Zi is the other half, and he should transform and eliminate the moves to "leave the voice of the geese in the vast world".

Extremely precise martial arts moves

Performed by two people.

Amazed the other party.

But make yourself not admit defeat.

Another double move:

'The rise and fall of the vast landowner'.

'Flying across the universe without shuang'.

beat.

Cannibalism.

Bucket.

Never die.

Maybe they are just such extreme people.

In fact, soul and will.

Who can really eliminate it completely?

No reason, still need the old friend to grind! ! ! ! !

Yuan Jizi: "If you keep consuming like this, you will definitely die. Not only me, but you will also be buried with me."

Cangsang: "Haha, to you it's a burial companion, to me it's a joke."

Yuan Jizi: "Cang Sang should think clearly. The Demon God Can Yehai is your ultimate goal. It will not be worth it if you just waste your time with me!"

Cang Sang: "Big Rat, do you want me to fight with the beast and both of us will suffer losses, so that you can reap the benefits?"

"You and I fight and get hurt, and the demon god takes the profit. Are you willing to let this happen?"

"He can't. You have to die."

"What a joke." Yuan Jizi was talking nonsense.

With a demon ahead, there will definitely be a storm.

Rather than that.

It’s better to fight.

A punch and a flip of the palm can shake the wind and clouds.

Keep raising and stretching.

The heavy clouds and the rising dust raise souls.

Move the hearts of all the heavens to kill demons.

There was another exchange of moves, and the spirit of seeking a fight was agitated.

During the exchange, the dark secret realm rose again, and I was shocked by the changes in the world. That was the extreme of destiny. It was wrong, but there was a mistake. But in the end, who is the main and who is the auxiliary, and who has the love. Not only do the two of them who are fighting don’t know, but ask the heaven, after this chess game, who can really see the essence? They are just like someone, fighting to the death on their own chessboard, and they don’t know for whom, let alone how to end it?

'The wind sweeps away the remaining clouds and the starry sky is late'.

'See Crane Peak at the end of the dusk flow'.

Cloud crane.

Originally dependent.

It varies from person to person.

The two of them became a rival.

Powerful conflict.

Not yet…………

If you can't kill the opponent, you can only change your form and injure him.

The opponent who cannot be killed.

They dislike each other.

It will only make things worse.

Cruel on top of cruel.

'Set sail again with the clouds in our hands'.

'The waves of the sea sect are extinguished completely'.

'A thousand miles without leaving any sound'.

'The Great Vehicle leads with one sail'!

Yuan Jizi smiled and said, "You... lost!" He knelt on the ground helplessly.

The desolation is disintegrating.

Furious: "I am not dead."

Yuan Jizi: "Be quiet, I won't give you the chance to come out and harm others."

"Harm? Haha, you mean her?"

………………Yuan Jizi followed his gaze.

Ignored facts.

He is the Demon King.

He is the devil Buddha.

He is the master of the magic dragon...

The cruel truth:

It wasn't the Demon Emperor Cangsang who killed him.

For the sake of reason, the soul consciousness chose to let him come forward -

This is a story full of routines, and it is also the truth of living. Sometimes, you walk like a clown on an uneasy journey. What cannot be concealed is nothing more than... the little-known thing, a vulgar heart, dragging the line of time, doing something that no one can get over, and the years have stolen your heart and changed your heart.

Yuan Jizi didn't go any further and watched the demon shadow disappear.

Took the lead.

…………It seems like a lifetime ago.

Then return to the original body.

Five years.

Five full years.

Use heaven and earth, objects in exchange for the movement of stars.

Use time to sharpen the sword.

A glimmer of hope cannot save the last years.

But it is enough to enable him to reincarnate for a hundred generations and write endless stories about spring flowers, autumn moons, wind flowers, snow and moon.

“Yan Yan!……!!!”

Repeat over and over again.

Repeatedly unchanged.

Unforgettable.

Word by word, calling out the name of the lover. Who is it that lights up the vastness, and becomes a floating duckweed in the years, turning the beautiful scenery into vicissitudes, with endless melancholy and endless sorrow? Why are they both human, and have to go through so many hardships along the way? Why do we live, with such a small wish, but get such a cruel journey? Why do we go around and around, and part, just for the present, the fleeting years, the endless worries, the passing years, the endless obstacles and the long road?

He was a little sad.

Yu Lutian’s hope.

Looking at the thin, weak and boneless beauty...

The years light up the lamp, illuminating the way home.

Yes.

They are all alive………………