The No. 1 blue face in the world of comprehension

Dawn is approaching, and the dark blue sky has gradually turned white.However, in this transition from dark blue to light white, it seems that someone has been torn apart from the outside, and a terrifying crack gradually emerged.

Compared with this one, the crack not far away that was forcibly blocked by Jun Wuxin with the formation was as small as a feather, and it seemed to have no threat.

Shen Zhihan accepted Mo Ning's lifelong cultivation, and the pain in his body should have been relieved, but under the influence of this gap, there was a sharp pain in his internal organs, and a mouthful of fishy sweetness spilled into his throat.

His face turned pale, but he forced it back without any trace.

The demonic energy from outside the territory rushed in through the terrifying cracks, and almost instantly eroded and destroyed the formation that Jun Wuxin had set up before, without any hindrance.

A few cultivators with low cultivation bases were immediately lost their minds under the influence of this devilish energy. Bright green flames suddenly appeared in their eyes, and they took out their magic weapons and attacked their colleagues around them!

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, when Shen Zhihan raised his head first and then looked around for a few breaths, Jun Wuxin, who was the main eye of the Demon Sealing Formation, was forced to suffer backlash because of the formation, and his expression turned pale almost instantly one white.

When Shen Zhihan looked over, he happened to see him staggering backwards, and the corners of his lips turned red immediately.

"Master!" The latter stood up suddenly enduring the pain in his internal organs, just in time to support the confused Master, and became worried.

He helped Jun Wuxin to look around again, only to see that those cultivators controlled by the demonic energy had already started to kill others!

Shen Zhihan froze, raised his hand to summon Qionghua, but the feedback from the power of spiritual consciousness clearly told him that Liu Xiang, Han Nian, and several elders of the Golden Terrace who were in charge of maintaining the three secondary formations were also killed by Tongjun as if they were unintentional. The formation was backlashed heavily, and they fell to the side one after another, their breath sluggish.

Bai Shu's anxious voice immediately sounded in Shen Zhihan's mind: "The shackles of the world have just disappeared, and Jun Wuxin's affected injuries have not yet recovered. It is lucky to be able to save his life under the backlash, and there is no way to fight against the demonic energy of the void. !"

Shen Zhihan frowned: "You know a lot, what should I do now?"

The young man was silent for a while, and immediately said quickly: "I don't care so much now, Shen Zhihan, it's your turn! Use the power of the heart of the world to expel the devilish energy, hurry up!"

Shen Zhihan nodded, and then Shen Xin sensed, almost instantly aware of an indescribable strange power in his body, it seemed that he was born to be one with him, familiar and strange, and could make him above all things.

He knew that this was probably the power of the heart of the world. With a thought in his mind, he saw an invisible force suddenly emerge from all directions, turning into clouds and mist, sweeping away towards the fissures like waves, and finally beat it Blocked out.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but raised it again.

After merging with the heart of the world, Shen Zhihan is the person who has the clearest perception of the barrier of the entire world.

——He could clearly feel that other parts of the barrier of the whole world began to gradually appear cracks like the top of his head. Now using power to block the magic energy is just tearing down the east wall to make up for the west wall. There will always be a shortfall that cannot be filled no matter what In fact, it is only a matter of time before the demon of the void breaks through!

But even though his heart was like a mirror, he felt at a loss and didn't know what to do.

Even leaving aside the problem of how to prevent cracks from continuing to appear, these cultivators who have been robbed of their thoughts by the magic energy are now a big problem.

Most of the people present have experienced the Demon of the Void, so they naturally know that nine out of ten of these controlled people have been polluted with spiritual consciousness and have lost their self-awareness, so it is difficult to rescue them.

While everyone was terrified by the contagious power of the demonic energy from outside the territory, they were also extremely embarrassed.It is necessary to know that these polluted people are friends and comrades-in-arms of my fellow practitioners for hundreds of years. Even if I understand the truth at this moment, how can I convince myself to kill them?

Shen Zhihan had seen Feng Bumin entangled with the demon soul with his own eyes, so he naturally knew how hard it would be for the demonic energy to invade the body. He looked at these monks who raised the butcher's knife to their close relatives, best friends, or fellow disciples, and suddenly gritted their teeth.

Qionghua and the master were connected in one soul, and almost at the moment when Shen Zhihan's thoughts moved, a sharp light moved on the edge of the sword, and immediately a layer of tiny vermilion flames clung to it, and a unique burning breath spread immediately Come.

Seeing this, Jun Wuxin, who had been firmly held by him, suddenly raised his sleeve to wipe off the blood on his lips, and then pressed Shen Zhihan's right hand holding the sword.

"Master?" The latter was startled, but suddenly felt that his palm was empty, and Qionghua somehow got into the hands of the former.

Jun Wuxin's face, which had been pale for a long time, finally regained some color. He held Qionghua, but with a little effort, he broke away from Shen Zhihan's support, and then said slowly: "I'll come."

Shen Zhihan was taken aback again, and was about to ask the other party how he knew his own thoughts, when he saw Jun Wuxin raised his sword tip, and the overwhelming sword light immediately swept towards those cultivators polluted by demonic energy!

Heads flew up and down one by one, as crisp and clean as mowing grass.All the monks who were chased, killed and bitten by the monsters narrowly escaped death, but were stunned by the sight in front of them, and then looked over in shock or anger.

"Shuyue Xianzun, why are you so cruel, wanting to kill your comrades?!"

A sword cultivator got up from the ground, and didn't even bother to tidy up the sleeves that were torn by the monster, so he began to accuse: "Everyone is a fellow who seldom talks about a hundred years of friendship. Even if you are the peak of the immortal way, you shouldn't be so cruel. Bar!"

With a young bird, it seems that it just happened to give everyone a reason to vent their grief and fear, and they all criticized Jun Wuxin who was still holding Qionghua in his hand, and what's more, they cursed loudly, and the words between the lines were ugly extreme.

Anger immediately surged in his heart. Shen Zhihan was so angry that he stepped forward and said sharply: "Those who have been infected by the demonic energy from outside the territory have lost their self-awareness and become puppets of monsters. You have been fighting against the demons of the void for so many years. How could you not know? Now that my master has given them a good time so that they will not lose their immortal names, why do you bite back at your savior after you narrowly escaped death?!"

The face of the sword repairman who made the first sound turned red immediately, and said in a low voice, "You are part of the same family, so naturally you have to speak to your master!"

"You!" Shen Zhihan was furious, "It's unreasonable!!!"

He was about to speak again, but his voice was suddenly suppressed by a sudden sharp pain in his body.

Jun Wuxin stood by his side with a sword in his hand. Naturally, he noticed Shen Zhihan's strangeness immediately, and immediately reached out to support him. Junxiu's eyebrows finally frowned tightly: "Hanhan?"

He will slowly transfer his spiritual power into Shen Zhihan's body, and his eyes shrink immediately: "The shackles of the world??? Hanhan, how could you..."

Shen Zhihan coughed violently a few times, but shook his head lightly: "... How can I let Master suffer."

"...Naughty!"

There was a scolding sound in his ear, and Shen Zhihan raised his head subconsciously, but saw that Jun Wuxin's always gentle and clear eyes were filled with extremely rare anger: "As a teacher, my cultivation level is deeper than yours, so I can't bear it." Is this thing??? Who allowed you to transfer it to yourself?!"

Shen Zhihan's throat choked, but he lowered his head, without any strength to defend himself.

The severe pain in his body became stronger and stronger, and he tried his best to raise his head. The dawn light had already dyed half of the night sky white, but the sky seemed to be being eroded and burned by the flames little by little, and holes began to appear one after another at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then came the boiling magic energy.Vaguely, there seemed to be countless pairs of green animal pupils staring coldly and greedily, making one's hair stand on end.

Shen Zhihan immediately manipulated the power of the world to block the magic energy, but he inherited the heart of the world, so he can also receive what happened everywhere in the world.

Although there are Jun Wuxin and Liu Xiang sitting in the extreme southern lake, who can control the enchanted, other places in this world are not so lucky.

All kinds of light curtains began to appear in front of my eyes, but the content was all about the monsters going crazy, fighting among the mortal world and the fairy gate, with heavy casualties and dead bodies everywhere.

This world, which has lingered for tens of thousands of years in the claws of the demons from outside the territory, has long been tortured to a dilapidated state, and there is simply not enough power to seal the cracks.

As the master of the heart of the world, Shen Zhihan's life is connected with the world. At this moment, the pain is extreme, but he doesn't feel anything anymore. He just feels like something is starting to flow from his body, as if a giant tree is gradually losing its vitality, starting from the inside out. exhausted.

Jun Wuxin held the sword in one hand and embraced Shen Zhihan, who was almost unable to stand, but was surprised that the temperature coming through the two people's heavy clothes was getting colder and colder.At the same time, Shen Zhihan's figure became heavier and heavier, and finally he couldn't stand upright, and fell straight on Jun Wuxin's shoulder.

Jun Wuxin, who had just cut away the monster that was rushing towards him with a sword, had golden pupils and tight lips.He supported Shen Zhihan's body, looked around again, then fell silent for a while, and finally his eyes darkened, as if he had made some decision.

Shen Zhihan could only barely keep the Lingtai clear, almost all of his spiritual consciousness was used by him to control the power of the world, but suddenly he felt light in his body.

I tried my best to open my eyes, but found that I was picked up by Jun Wuxin at some point, and flew away from the battlefield.

Shen Zhihan opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse and almost out of tune: "Master... Where are we going?"

Hearing this, Jun Wuxin held his hand tightly, but her voice was still as ethereal and gentle as before: "Don't be afraid of Hanhan, you'll know soon."

When Shen Zhihan heard the words, before he could answer in the future, he felt the wind blowing on his face stop.

He opened his eyes, but was startled by the scene in front of him: "...Feng Huifeng?"

The sound of fighting that can be heard everywhere was finally replaced by the howling cliff wind on this peak, Jun Wuxin carefully placed Shen Zhihan on the grass and sat down, then squatted down halfway, and looked straight into Shen Zhihan's eyes.

When the other party was rarely so serious, Shen Zhihan was stared at like this, and immediately felt a little uncertain: "Master...?"

Jun Wuxin looked at Shen Zhihan carefully for a while, then raised his hand and gently rubbed the tear mole under his eyes.

The tear mole was not dark in color at all, but when he rubbed it with his jade-like fingertips, it turned into a faint crimson.

"Be good and cold," the light in Jun Wuxin's eyes moved slightly, like a moonlit spring night, "I'm leaving...you are alone, you must know how to take care of yourself, don't be sad unnecessarily. You have to remember, no matter where I am, Uh, whoever I am, I only have one wish, which is that you can live happily and safely..."

The more Shen Zhihan listened, the more panicked he became, he looked at Jun Wuxin's smile in horror, his eyes turned red, and tears began to flow down the contours of his cheeks uncontrollably.

The damage caused by the shackles destroyed his vocal cords. Shen Zhihan tried his best, but he could barely make a hoarse voice that was almost swallowed by the cliff wind: "No..."

Jun Wuxin raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, then took out a clear leaf from the skirt of his clothes, "Senior...Xuanguang farewell."

The crystal leaves shone slightly, and the boy's voice came out of it: "You... just, you go."

Shen Zhihan stared blankly at Jun Wuxin putting the leaves of the world into his hands, his eyes moved slightly, and saw a black hole the size of a grain of rice appeared on the purple-white sky outside the cliff, but it swelled against the wind while breathing, and directly Sky devoured!

He opened his lips, and saw Jun Wuxin stand up slowly, turn around to face the gap in the sky, his back was straight, like a sharp sword out of its sheath.

The cliff wind blows the plum fragrance on his body to Shen Zhihan's face, the black clothes and white hair seem to have turned into a pair of huge wings, and the thousands of splendors in this world are finally displayed on the swordsman at this moment.

But Jun Wuxin made a move and summoned a sword.

The hilt and grid of this sword are both made of white crystal, while the blade is sharp and thin silver cold iron.Shen Zhihan still remembered the appearance of this sword at the beginning, the sharp silver blade should have been covered with a layer of frost, shining with a clear light, making people fearful and heartbroken.

But at this moment, the long sword that was supposed to be radiant was broken at the waist, directly cutting off the flowing aura, and it no longer had the brilliance of the past.

——It’s Lying Snow.

Shen Zhihan was in a complicated mood. Looking at the former's back, he felt as if he had returned to the moment when the other party was blocking his sword under the abyss of heaven, and felt that he was extremely weak.

But Jun Wuxin raised his head and looked at the gap for a moment, and then lifted the sword in his hand, pointing directly at the center of the gap.

It was obviously a short long sword, but in the flow of Jun Wuxin's spiritual power, a phantom gradually began to extend forward along the broken part, and it actually made up the complete sword body!

Shen Zhihan stared blankly at the other party letting go of his sword hand, and then he didn't know what his hands did. A formation emerged from the tip of the sword. Although it was only the size of a palm, it contained a suffocating pressure.

An ominous premonition rose from his chest immediately, Shen Zhihan threw his weak limbs in the direction of Jun Wuxin, but he could barely grab the corner of the opponent's wide sleeve.

Jun Wuxin was pulled by him and looked down, but with a little force, he pulled the sleeve out of the former's hand.

"Master... don't go..." Shen Zhihan only felt that the tears in his eyes would not stop flowing, and he was bitingly cold after being blown by the cliff wind, his face was icy cold.With nothing in his hands, he immediately grabbed Jun Wuxin's clothes again, shaking his head and begging.

Jun Wuxin finally couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and helped him up, then leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips.

The kiss was as light as falling snow, a dream, Shen Zhihan was about to move, but his whole body froze suddenly.

He raised his eyes in disbelief, and just happened to see the golden glow dissipate from Jun Wuxin's fingertips - it was the fixing spell.

Even though his cultivation had reached the late stage of crossing the catastrophe, Shen Zhihan had already poured all his spiritual power into the heart of the world, and he didn't have the strength to break away this entry-level spell of cultivating immortals.

He watched Jun Wuxin turn around again, then raised his finger.

The majestic sword intent immediately exploded between heaven and earth with Fenghui Peak as the center. Every flower, every tree, every stream of wind, and every drop of water all turned into Jun Wuxin's sword at this moment. Swords came from all directions, and followed closely by the leader, Wo Xue, and rushed towards the sky gap without hesitation!

The moment Wo Xue reached the gap in the sky, the formation that had been accumulated on the tip of the sword instantly swelled against the wind and spread towards the entire sky, like the most dazzling fireworks in the world.

The sword light illuminated Jun Wuxin's colorful golden eyes, and he opened his arms, and the white streamer flowed from his body towards the sky like waves, and wherever it touched, the cracks healed one after another, as if those who seemed to be able to do so just a moment ago The darkness that swallows souls is just a nightmare for the world.

In the entire comprehension world, almost everyone who was conscious looked up subconsciously, but they could only catch a glimpse of the corner of the formation that covered the entire sky.

On Fenghui Peak, Shen Zhihan couldn't move, but he could feel the life force in his body begin to recover, and even the pain began to ease a lot.But Jun Wuxin's body became more and more transparent as the spiritual light in his body dissipated, as if it would be blown away by the gust of wind in a blink of an eye.

Shen Zhihan gritted his teeth tightly, and the spiritual power in his body began to recover, but he only felt that it was too slow, and when he was finally able to break away from the fixing spell, Jun Wuxin's body was already so transparent that he could hardly see the slightest bit.

He rushed over, wanting to hug the opponent's back, but missed the moment he touched it.

Jun Wuxin's afterimage turned into scattered light spots while breathing, and flew towards the air, becoming the last touch of the perfect formation.

After the formation was completed, the runes slowly disappeared, and no traces could be seen anymore.At the same time, the first ray of dawn finally broke through the shackles of the horizon and spread across the earth.

Shen Zhihan stared blankly at the purple air escaping from the sky with the rising sun, but felt a bit of coolness on his cheeks.

It's not like the cold when the tears are dried by the wind, but it's like... snow.

He raised his head subconsciously, and another snowflake fell on the corner of his eyes.

It was just sporadic light snow at the beginning, but it grew bigger and bigger as it breathed, and a single hexagonal ice crystal formed into a feather-sized snowflake. When it fell on the body, it was not as cold as the usual snow, but with a gentle aura, and it healed unconsciously. All the wounds on Shen Zhihan's body.

I don't know if it's Feng Huifeng, but Shen Zhihan can sense that the whole world has started to fall in such heavy snow.

As the snowflakes fell, all the monks and creatures polluted by the devilish energy closed their eyes peacefully, while those who were killed or accidentally injured by them were either revived or healed without a single scar on their bodies.

——This is the snow brought by Jun Wuxin.

One drop, two drops... the steaming dark red liquid was endured by him again and again, and finally at this moment he could no longer suppress it, and dripped down the delicate and thin chin into the white snow on the ground.

Snow flakes seemed to be particularly attached to Shen Zhihan, and when it fell on his shoulders, she was still reluctant to let go, unable to bear to melt.

He looked blankly at the ground completely covered by snowflakes, but suddenly let out a low laugh.

The red thread wearing the golden bell broke at some point, and the delicately carved bell fell into the snow and rang again, but Shen Zhihan didn't seem to notice it.

He clutched his chest, finally his face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Against the backdrop of the white snow, this mouthful of blood was frighteningly red, like a raging fire that could almost burn people's eyes.

Shen Zhihan picked up the handful of snow in front of him, and finally cried bitterly.

Following the suppressed sobs, an almost invisible airflow began to circulate around him, and the heart of the world was affected by Shen Zhihan's emotions, and slowly floated from the back of his heart.

Shen Zhihan was holding the cold snow ball in his hand, and the stale air in his heart that had been suppressed finally broke out at this time.

"what!!!!!!!!"

A long howl resounded through the whole world under the blessing of his spiritual power.

At the moment when the hoarse and collapsing whistle sounded, the storm began to sweep around the heart of the world!

Everything began to distort, change color, and disappear with the overwhelming storm, but Shen Zhihan's face was indifferent, and there was a dead silence in his eyes.

Something seems to be changing in the dark. Shen Zhihan's jade crown tied with hair fell to the ground at some point, and a black hair fell down. It didn't know when it had grown to his ankles, and it gradually faded from the root of the hair, as if it was dyed by snow. Like a color.

He raised his hand, but saw that the clothes on his body turned into white clouds at some point, and then turned into a radiant white robe in the floating room.

The storm disrupted the whole world and turned it into nothingness, but it seemed that a new rule was born.

Shen Zhihan got up, her snowy long hair was covered with scattered crystal leaves, and her robes were spread out on the ground along the floor.He took the first step, and everything regenerated from under his feet, mountains and rivers, flowers and trees, birds and animals, and... people.

Fenghuifeng turned into a plain full of flowers, and when he took the first step, everything came alive.

"Roar!!!"

A monster howled, and Shen Zhihan looked up, and saw a unicorn slowly getting up from the flowers and walking towards him.