After coaxing old enemies into avatars

Feeling flustered for no reason, Yun Jian landed on the Lingshan Mountain after searching for the trace of the Yuanxing Palace formation, but what he saw was the collapsed Buzhou Mountain.

The formation flags of the Yuanxing Palace disciples were crooked on the ground, obviously they were fighting someone to the death before this.

A razor-sharp sword wind broke through the clouds and the spreading mountain fire. When the cloud remonstrance landed, what he saw were all living things with half-damaged branches and leaves, and Mrs. Jiang who was protected among them.

Mrs. Jiang hugged her daughter and hid behind the light barrier that Mingshun opened. The fox demon Yutong and Jiang Chenxian fainted on the ground and were dying.

The sound of crushing sand and gravel fell in his ears, Ming Shun raised his head, and when he saw Yun Jian, his eyes suddenly flushed.

"Yunjian..."

The young man's evil spirit persisted, and he lost the softness of being around his sweetheart in the past, so he said in a deep voice, "Where's Huai Zhao?"

Where did he go.

Why is everything dying.

Why are you crying.

The answer is clearly clear, but the young man's spiritual consciousness seems to be blocked, and it is difficult to discern the truth in front of him no matter what.

Mingshun's tears were falling down, he seemed to have finally collapsed, he couldn't even gather the last bit of spiritual energy: "He's dead..."

One fell to the ground, embedded in the soil, and the blood-stained robe of the young man fell to the ground: "Who is dead."

It was like wind and sand entering the throat, grinding the pure and pure young voice to life, and it was so calm that it was almost dead silent, which made people tremble with fear.

"Who died."

Mingshun has never been so panicked for a moment, even when he was put into the Buddha statue by his master, he has never been more scared than he is now.

It's like the heart sinks into the frozen lake, every beat goes one foot deep.

He dared not answer, and could not make a sound.

Looking at his trembling blue and white lips, Yun Jian recognized the name for no reason.

"Huai Zhao is dead."

Subconsciously pinching Mingshun's throat, the little monk was on the verge of fainting instantly.

"Yunjian! Yunjian!" Mrs. Jiang hugged her daughter, crying, "Calm down!"

But at this moment, the young man seemed to be blocked from the world, not in sadness, but in fear, bewilderment, and distrust of everything in front of him.

He is the scariest one now, and he has also become the most pitiful one.

The remaining branches of Wanwusheng grabbed Yunjian's hand before Mingshun died, and pulled him into his heart.

I can't say anything, the slender branches diffuse into Yunjian's sea of ​​consciousness, fortunately, there was an experience of entering it once, and Wanwusheng used his last strength to break through the barrier of his spiritual consciousness.

The last scene on Buzhou Mountain was transmitted to his eyes through Wanwu Sheng.

The teleportation formation had just left Mian'an, and before it was completed, a thunderbolt suddenly fell, destroying the formation's heart, and everyone had to stop on the top of Buzhou Mountain.

Sheng Huaizhao realized that the situation had changed, but Yu Tong grabbed his hand subconsciously: "Huaizhao, is that your white tiger?"

Everyone turned around, only to find that the dying white tiger was falling in the center of Leiyun, stretching its claws in their direction as if asking for help.

Yu Tong got back because of the loss of the raccoon, so she took it for granted that Sheng Huaizhao missed that little thing very much, especially seeing that it was wounded and dying, and instinctively wanted to save it.

But Sheng Huaizhao grabbed him, Baihu was used by Xue Tingbo in Mian'an before, so it is obviously unreasonable to appear here at this time.

His actions obviously made Yu Tong aware of this, like a basin of ice water pouring over his head, which made him shiver all over.

Jiang Chen carefully protected his mother and unconscious sister, and spread his consciousness.

Although his network of spiritual consciousness is not as broad and detailed as that of Xie Jinyi or Yun Jian, he can somewhat understand the current situation.

"Except for the white tiger in front of me, there is no other aura."

Even the few disciples from Yuanxing Palace confirmed that no one or demon followed them.

Sheng Huaizhao has always been cautious, Mingshun volunteered: "I'll go and see what's going on."

The little monk is a medical practitioner, so it is very suitable for him to go on this trip, Sheng Huaizhao hesitated for a moment, and said: "I will go with you."

This thunder came at him, if Mingshun lost his life in vain, he would not even be able to find out the cause of the young monk's death.

But no one expected that when Sheng Huaizhao stepped into the thunderstorm, a formation fell from the sky, and Mingshun was thrown back almost instantly.

Afterwards, the celestial phenomena changed, and the sky crack lying above Mian'an seemed to reappear, and the formation formed by Jiang Chenxian was instantly crushed by invisible coercion.

He had only seen this kind of scene when he was looking through ancient books when he was young, and it was called the Dao of Heaven.

Rumors only appear when people who are extremely sinful and capable of subverting the Three Realms appear in the world, so they are independent and unchangeable, and travel around without dying. ①

He had thought before that if he was promoted to be the master of a world, he would be able to control the way of heaven, but there was no such senior in the entire cultivation world, and Jiang Chenxian never thought that he would be able to witness this scene alive.

But now, it happened right in front of my eyes.

The way of heaven is present in the world, and no living thing in Buzhou Mountain can escape... The fact should be like this.

But when they came back to their senses, all living beings had already fallen down stained with blood, and the sky was covered by ancient trees, which resisted the aura enough to kill them for them.

But even if all living beings absorbed the strengths of the spirits of heaven and earth, they could not bear the condemnation of heaven and earth, and soon collapsed and collapsed.

In order to save their lives, Jiang Chenxian and others could only send spiritual energy to Gu Mu to help him survive this calamity.

When everything was quiet, the monks who sent spiritual power were all injured in their heart veins, vomited blood and fell into a coma.

Only Sheng Huaizhao disappeared.

It's not that he disappeared, but that his breath was cut off, and his whereabouts were undisturbed, as if he had completely disappeared from this world suddenly.

All things were born to complete the final figure, the branches shrank and withered, and turned into a moment of dry and flat tree species, which fell into the palm of Yunjian.

The sky was completely overcast, and cold raindrops fell on Yun Jian's eyelashes, dripping down the red marks under his eyes.

The biting coldness wiped out all right and wrong and ending, leaving only the ashes of the heart.

Mingshun was supported by Mrs. Jiang. He saw Xie Jinyi and everyone in Yuanxing Palace welcoming him from the sky. He was in a daze for a moment, and looked back at Zhenxin.

The boy who always showed his coldness, but always showed an incredible softness by Huai Zhao's side disappeared.

When Sheng Huaizhao woke up, he was lying on an extremely hard wooden bed.

He was in a trance for a moment, as if he had been haunted by a nightmare, waking up to wake up to be true or false... His brain was wrenched in excruciating pain.

Sitting up slowly with his hands behind his back, he looked around blankly.

The lifeless and lifeless old house was where he lived...

before death?

Sheng Huaizhao blinked, when did he die?

Lifting the quilt, what he saw when he landed were slippers neatly placed beside the bed, and his messy pajamas.

Sheng Huaizhao tilted his head suspiciously, as if he hadn't woken up from the dream at all, everything in front of him felt... unreal.

I want to recall something, but I can't remember anything.

He mechanically got up and walked into the bathroom, repeating the familiar but strange movements, and turned around after washing, only to see the old bathtub.

The bright light at noon fell in through the narrow window and shone inside, as if it had returned to the day when it was filled with water.

...the day he was almost drowned in it by Sheng Dongfeng.

Ah, just remembered.

His father was forced to jump off the building by debt collectors three days ago and died in the alley outside this building. His sister was picked up last night.

Sheng Huaizhao looked at the cracked and mottled mirror in front of him, he now had nothing but himself.

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① Be independent without changing, travel around without dying.Excerpted from "Tao Te Ching"

Because it's almost the end!The front will start to slowly change the text!Generally, it is to catch bugs and fix language problems, and then there are plot or foreshadowing changes that will be marked (revised) after the chapter title, and there will be a little plot change, babies can re-watch or not!The last big plot point is almost finished!After that, Xiao Sheng will chase after her husband~~~