After one heart to the Tao, it is all the Shura field

The Nine Profound Formation is a God-killing Formation created by An Xuanzi, a powerful formation that is both righteous and evil, before his death. His murderous aura strangled all the people in the formation, very vicious and vicious.

The Jiuyou Xuantian Formation is supplemented by Jiudao Xuantian Zhenqi, An Jinnian's Blood Youjing Soul is the main body, complemented and fused together, and quenched into a killing formation with extremely evil spirits. It doesn't matter what level you are, once you enter They will all turn into streaks of aura, destroying both form and spirit.

Compared with the two, the Nine Nether Xuantian Formation is undoubtedly more relentless. It not only refines your body, but also annihilates your soul, so that you have no possibility of reincarnation.

The red light in the middle of the formation is like the setting sun and sunset, and the exquisite embossed patterns are constantly plundering the spiritual power of the person in the formation. His whole body is tightly bound by the red light, as if it is going to be swallowed up.

Yan Lin stared at the formation surrounded by red light and black air in front of him, his eyes sank.

Nine Nether Profound Sky Formation........

It all started when he and An Jinnian met for a competition on the top of the green hill.

At that time, they rushed to Qingshan and saw that the sky was changing and the clouds were densely covered. When they entered the mountain, they found that two cultivators in the late stage of transformation were fighting to the death.

Spiritual energy was overflowing, and at the time of danger, one of them raised the Nine Profound Formation, and suddenly the wind howled, and nine good fortune qi flew from nine directions, complementing each other, forming a golden and magnificent formation.

The other person was firmly trapped in it, struggled to no avail, and was finally eaten away by countless murderous auras.

For a while, An Jinnian stared at the person who was about to perish in the formation, his eyes sparkling: "This formation is not bad, I will give it a try." '

He stood aside with a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "This is the great formation created by An Xuanzi, the proud work of his life, how can you make it just by trying it out?" '

The other party got interested, turned to look at him and smiled: "What if I make one?" '

Yan Lin looked at him in a blink of an eye, and did not show weakness: "If you can create a formation by yourself, and the power is not weaker than the Nine Profound Formation..."

'If the power is not weaker than that of the Nine Profound Formation, how about you answer me one thing? 'Before he finished speaking, the person opposite took a step forward and took the words.

Yan Lin glanced at him up and down, his eyebrows condensed, as if he was weighing something, after a long while, he decided in his heart: "Yes."

An Jinnian folded his arms around his chest: "Is this true?" '

'A gentleman promises! '

'good!Then I wrote it down. He stretched his brows and eyes, smiled brightly, stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder and walked forward.

He looked at the back of someone leaving, and he didn't take the creation of the formation seriously in his heart at that time.After all, with his level of cultivation, no matter how talented he is, creating a formation of his own is still like ascending to the sky, let alone comparing it with the ancient Jiuxuan formation.

So he never took it to heart.

It wasn't until he came out of retreat a few years later that he met someone again, but the other party directly took out an original picture of the formation, with the words 'Jiuyouxuan Tianzhen' written on it in red cinnabar.

The painting is complicated, full of various explanations and principles.

He was stunned.

The other party's face was wanton, and it was rare to have a teenage pride: "It's not finished yet, and there are some crucial fires missing, and you will be convinced to lose in a few years!" '

But who would have thought that in the so-called past few years, the complete Nine Youxuan Heaven Formation has not been seen, but what has ushered in is his death...

When he died in the previous life, the Nine Nether Xuantian Formation was just a prototype, not yet completed, but now it is a complete formation in front of him.

There is only one explanation for why.

Scenes of the past flashed before his eyes.

Yan Lin froze in place. He looked at the big array of red light in front of him, and at the person with a gentle smile next to him. His breathing was heavy, and the coldness spread from his heart to every part of his body along with his blood.

This person, like him, has memories of his previous life...

That's why there are so many changes in this person, whether it's his attitude, or he left the Cloud Realm Sect and came to the Changtian Sword Sect.

Yan Lin's mood fluctuated, and his breath became disordered for a moment. He clenched the Floating Scroll in his hand, and suppressed indescribable emotions in his eyes.

Then he knows... has he been reborn?

"You seem to know me well..."

"Didn't you come to find me on purpose?"

"You can't see through other people's good and evil, and you always like to speculate randomly. You think that if he is good, he is good, and if he is evil, he is evil. It seems that everything develops according to your ideas. How can there be such a good thing in the world? In the end, you'll just wrap yourself around..."

If there is a sound that seems to be nothing in the ear... Let him be sure...

This man knew, knew from the beginning...

Then what is his self-righteous cleverness, self-righteous prudence and self-defense...

What is Yan Qinghe in this life...

Is it a joke——

Yes, it's a joke, and he has become a joke for others to play and make fun of——

The bright eyes seemed to be all gray, and there was an unspeakable silence inside, a sudden pain in his heart, the internal injury just now was cut open like a sharp knife, the blood flowed backward for a moment, and the feeling of nausea and humiliation made him spit out a mouthful of blood.

Eyes full of hatred stared at the dark purple figure in front of him, spiritual power was constantly gathering in the palm of his hand, and the Floating Scroll in his hand seemed to feel something, trembling constantly, as if clamoring to fly out, to heal the pain in the heart of the master Resentment and hatred.

Hearing the movement, Han Qisheng looked sideways and saw that his expression was different, his face was pale, so he hurried forward, after all, he was injured because of saving him.

"Are you OK?!"

Yan Lin suppressed the boiling hatred in his heart, and glanced at him slightly, with a bitter and fishy taste in his mouth, he just murmured: "...it's okay."

It's not the time, it's not the time...

At the same time, on the other side, the sun was covered by dark clouds above and below the mirror lake. The ghostly blood gathered in An Jinnian's hands. The dark red light kept surging, and the breath of death entangled every rune and every word.The man in black is constantly being drawn with spiritual power, but even so, he still spares no effort to find the target.

This place is full of spiritual energy, which is very suitable for forming formations, especially large formations.

"What are you looking for, senior?" An Jinnian flew under the flame plane tree, and asked softly from above.

At this moment, Ziyi flicked the corner of his mouth and smiled, Ling Ran's figure, from inside to outside, was that wanton and proud Shangxian Yunhua.

He should have thought of it earlier... Yan Lin's eyes darkened.

"How can you trap me with the formation of a yellow-mouthed child! When I find the formation and break the formation, I will wipe you out!"

Even at this point, the man in black still didn't recognize the reality. Although his voice was unsteady, he was looking for clues everywhere.

"Senior is still taking a chance, but this place is full of spiritual energy, it is a natural formation field, and I don't need to consume too much spiritual power at all. With the speed at which seniors are currently dissipating their cultivation base, I am afraid it will be too late." An Jin Nian said directly.

"Impossible! I can't lose! How could I lose!" the man in black yelled at him.

Seeing this, the other two men in black who were watching the battle finally stopped standing still and rushed towards An Jinnian, but it was too late.

Guan Linyi had been watching from the side, waiting for their actions, he raised his sword and slashed at them without saying a word.

Those two people's cultivation bases were not high, and they were defeated after a while, and their lives were taken by Bai Hong and turned into ashes.

The man in black in the formation snapped.

An Jinnian glanced at it, disapproving, but the corner of his mouth raised, and his other hand covered the red light in his palm, and gradually pressed down: "...then, hurry up, senior, I'm afraid that you will find the eye" At the time, it has become a true energy in the formation..."

The man in black raised his head abruptly. In the two black holes on the white ghost's face, those eyes were fixed on the formation that was pressing down in the sky.

"Shizier dare!"

The aura around him was oppressed, and its purity was constantly increasing. The black and red yin energy was like a blood-drinking sharp knife, cutting off his robe, but this was not the most terrifying thing. Lost, the soul seems to be being torn apart.

As the magic circle on the top of the head pressed down, the red color of the center of the circle became heavier and heavier, and there was a thick dead air in the nose and mouth.

For the first time, he tasted what despair is.

In the next second, the man in black suddenly knelt on the ground.

Guan Linyi held the sword and stood awe-inspiringly, with cold eyes.

Yan Lin and Han Qisheng stood behind.

An Jinnian chuckled, and suddenly clapped his hands together without hesitation.

The two formations instantly merged into one.

That mighty man in black didn't leave a word, just a moment later, he turned into a wisp of white smoke, disappeared into nothingness, lost something to devour, and the red formation gradually began to dissipate.

This battle that was bound to be lost, the crisis, was won in the red Nine Nether Profound Heaven Formation.

An Jinnian turned around, looked at them and smiled slightly.

The flaming sycamore leaves seemed to fall in his eyes, and the red in the deep eyes was faintly visible, Yan Lin just watched him walking slowly.

The clenched hand at the side slowly loosened, and the fingertips moved slightly.

He will shatter the false mask—

At this time, a sound of a sharp blade piercing through the air sounded, and Guan Linyi and Han Qisheng's expressions changed suddenly, thinking that there was a man in black following closely behind, they immediately waited for it.

Unprecedented coercion poured down, like the sky collapsing, and the body trembled uncontrollably.

A man in white brocade clothes appeared above them out of thin air.

Everyone looked up.

The snow-like hair flutters, reflecting a faint luster under the light, the white long clothes are graceful, the figure is tall and straight, standing on the highest point of everyone, and the whole body is covered with the coldness of the snow on the top of the mountain .

The cold and indifferent face was like an ancient well without waves, and the indifference between the eyebrows and eyes carried a sense of dignity that did not need words.Those unfathomable eyes, with a glance, found the person he wanted with one look.

Guan Linyi looked at the person who appeared out of nowhere above the sky, his eyes brightened, and his breathing became slightly short of breath.

It was the first time for Han Qisheng to see this legendary person, and when he raised his eyes, his expression was slightly stagnant.

An Jinnian had already stopped in his tracks, the smile on his face gradually faded, and he watched with a blank expression.

Yan Lin suppressed the complex emotions surging in his eyes, and the tall white figure was reflected in his dark eyes.

coming--

The man in white flashed in front of Yan Lin in an instant.

With cold eyes like blades, he scanned him up and down. His clothes were not damaged, but every time his eyes moved, there was irresistible awe, and a refreshing coolness passed over the corner of his mouth. Then, his eyes paused, and there was a faint crimson between the white lips.

Yan Lin bowed his head knowingly, and called softly: "Master."

"Who hurt you?" The deep and pleasant voice asked, with no emotion in the dull tone.

He stared at the ground calmly, and replied obediently: "A man in black with a ghost face died just now."

Staring at the young man's pitch-black hair, Shi Yuan frowned slightly, and raised his hand to pinch the young man's wrist. The young man paused, but he didn't struggle to move away. His spiritual power swept across his whole body, except for the slight damage to the inner abdomen of his dantian. , the others are fine.

Yan Lin lowered his eyes and stared at the fair hand. The nails were round and neatly trimmed, and the roots were slender. It was the hand of a swordsman.

It was these clean and innocent hands that killed him twice—

What about you?

What are you approaching me for, why do you insist on accepting me as an apprentice?Why do you want to save me?

Why do you have to get involved with me!

Up to now, he seems to have cleared the layer of fog that has been covering him, and everything has become clear. Their deliberate approach is only because these people, like him, carry memories of the past.

He didn't know what kind of thoughts these people had, pity, compensation, or a trace of remorse...

He just foolishly thought that as long as he avoided these people and tried to live in peace, he would be able to stay away from them and stay away from right and wrong.

But why, he was forced into a corner again.

In the next second, Shi Yuan let go of his hand, took off the porcelain vase with Wuyouhuo on his waist, turned around, glanced at the others, and flew towards the flame phoenix tree. The barrier that originally wrapped the colorful feathers had disappeared. Shi Yuan raised his hand to hold the void, and Ling Yu instantly flew into the air and flew towards him.

The moment it touched his palm, a seven-colored plume of light suddenly rose, and the light was like a beam of light, but this beam of light quickly turned into a dotted line and slowly disappeared, leaving only a glowing light wrapped in fluorescent light. Feather.

With a pinch of the right hand, the porcelain bottle in the palm instantly turned into ashes, and a cluster of blue fire swayed in the palm of the hand.

The two hands approached, as if attracting each other, the colorful feathers were instantly surrounded by the blue fire, and the breath was gradually swallowed and annihilated like withered flowers.

Yan Lin stared quietly, his eyes slightly lost in thought.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain all over his body, as if every inch of meridians, every inch of skin, and every drop of blood were being separated noisily. This tearing pain made him stiffen suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he held his breath.

He couldn't help but staggered a step.

Just when he thought the bone-eroding pain would last, it suddenly disappeared, as if the pain just now was just a momentary illusion.

The body relaxed, and the breathing became heavy.

Han Qisheng got a little closer to him, seeing this subtle change in his eyes, and a trace of complexity flashed through his dark eyes.

On the palm, the feathers turned into a little bit of white light and gradually disappeared around the parasol tree.

Yan Lin quietly gathered the front of his clothes.

why.....

What is going on with the grief and sorrow in this heart......