In the shaking Jinzhu Hunyuan Bowl, thousands of lotus platforms outlined with light silver brilliance flashed with faint silver brilliance, elegant and beautiful. Monk Wendao looked at a silver sword on his neck, and smiled a little desolately as he curled his lips.

"It's not unfair to lose from this."

He shook his head with regret, and Monk Wen Dao's slightly narrowed eyes struggled a little. These thousands of lotus flowers can be directly controlled by the owner and appear or hide, which is not something he can detect.

The woman in white looked indifferent, and with her spiritual sense, thousands of lotus flowers disappeared again and returned to the empty space, as if nothing had happened.

The BBW Lotus is known as the God Hunting Lotus Network. The caster can arrange many invisible lotus platforms in the combat space. During the battle, she can move instantly from each lotus. With her cultivation level in the true fairyland, she can set up six thousand lotus flowers at once, which can almost cover the entire combat area. No matter how much monk Wen Dao dodged, she could not escape her series of instant movements.

"You can break it yourself, there will be no successor to Xuanmen again."

The woman in white made a cold judgment, and her indifferent expression did not have any emotional fluctuations. She has been pursuing the children of the Xuanmen for thousands of years. This time, I believe that in the future, the memory that I don’t want to recall will be forever sealed with the destruction of the Xuanmen.

"Hahaha……"

The three-foot green breeze was placed around his neck, but when the monk heard the words of the woman in white, he still raised his head and laughed. The crazy laughter was full of reluctance, but he also felt sarcastic.

A golden flame ignited from both feet. The woman in white saw the actions of the monk Dao, put down the silver sword in her hand, and glanced at a few hundred feet away. A thin figure was half buried in the soil, not knowing whether it was death or life.

“Huh?”

With a shock, the woman in white suddenly felt a little strange. The battle was so fierce that how could the mortal body be preserved? Recalling the special identity of this body, she was shocked and hurriedly turned her face, but saw the monk Wen Dao with a smug smile on his face.

"you!"

"jump!"

The woman in white spit out a word, and the octagonal altar, which was sealed by the ice, suddenly shook. This sudden situation did not last long, and was then replaced by a shocking explosion.

Ice chips flew, and a golden light shot down from the broken octagonal altar, just covering the body of the woman in white. The golden light distributed various lines. Before the former could move, the entire golden light column was blocked.

"Old monk, it turns out that you have been preparing for it all the time!"

The woman in white stared wide with her eyes and scolded the monk Wendao angrily, with a very shocked face, as if she had encountered some nemesis.

"There is a destiny and abortion. Only by returning to nothingness can the next story be opened. Your life should be gone six thousand years ago."

Monk Wendao recited the story with great devout devotion. The woman in white looked up in horror. The place where the golden light came, the gorgeous colors changed layer by layer, scenes came into view, and the memories that had been covered with thousands of years were revealed again.

"Tian...the sky outside?"

The throat slid up and down, the red lips trembled slightly, and two lines of clear tears slid down the corners of his eyes. The woman in white said in a trembling voice, looking dull and pear blossoms with rain, and obviously saw the extremely surprised scene.

...

In the Jiuxiao Heaven, a stunning battle has come to an end. The battle circle is very simple. Dozens of masters of all kinds of people are tense, while on the other side, a black figure stands majestic.

The battle group composed of dozens of people has been traumatized, and everyone's eyes are firmly locked on the men in black not far away. Even for those who have already entered the divine realm, it is an insurmountable barrier.

The light between heaven and earth seemed to be dimming, only the luster not far away was the most eye-catching. The figure invisibly emitted dazzling power, comparable to the moon and starry sky.

She was wearing a black shirt and a handsome face. Her face was filled with intoxicating magic, which made her vision lose her mind. This man was like a deep vortex, unable to help but make people addicted.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and a hint of sadness was chuckled. He lowered his head, and a snow-white lotus arm in front of him was pressed against his chest. An ancient and irresistible force emanated from the smooth palm, eroding his entire body's strength little by little.

The field was very quiet. The man in black looked at each other with the girl in front of him. The girl's right arm was tightly pressed against his chest and trembled gently.

"Where to the sky..."

The breeze blew the girl's hair, she opened her red lips slightly, murmured in a low voice, but two lines of clear tears slid down in her eyes, and there was bitterness and guilt in the crystal clearness.

"Wanxi..."

Looking at the familiar and beautiful face, the man in black completely ignored the severe pain from his chest and just shouted softly, as if he was awakening the sleeping person, but so gentle, afraid of waking up everything in front of him.

Feeling the attachment and affection of the man in black, the girl bit her red lips, her voice trembled, and hurriedly avoided his gaze and said cowardly.

"I'm sorry, I can't promise you..."

He stretched out his finger to block the girl's lips, and the man in black smiled, but his face was a little disappointed and desolate, and he was a little concerned: "I understand your choice. I promise to give you the most stable and happy life in the world, but I am afraid it will be difficult to fulfill it."

With a blank smile, the girl's eyes were empty, as if she was recalling the scene at that time, her mouth twitched lightly, like a dream.

"promise…"

"Well, puff!"

A mouthful of red blood was spit out, and her body's strength was limited. Using such a powerful secret technique had long been overwhelmed by her, her pretty face turned pale, and she was also weak in speaking.

With his arm hooked, the man in black hugged the woman in white into his arms regardless of the passage of his strength and asked anxiously: "Wanxi, how are you doing, I won't resist." After that, he tried his best to suppress the resistance in his body, and thus the power flowed even more severely.

He stared at him affectionately, the girl's eyes showed debt, and her tone was solemn and sad: "I am just a woman who finally plots on you. It's really not worth your treatment of me like this. Why are you so kind to me?"

"The world does things absurdly, just for deep love!"

After hearing this, the girl's body trembled, tears in her eyes fell like beads with broken threads, and she choked with pain: "You are so stupid, so stupid. In fact, the most damn person in this world is me."

After interrupting her, the man in black said, "Although this is the result of this life, I will not regret it. I believe that after the baptism of reincarnation, I will remember it firmly."

The man in black gently stroked the girl's long hair, smelled the calm fragrance, buried his head in the black hair, then gently pushed his beautiful and charming side face with his forehead, and then kissed her lips gently, and said softly to the pale and tear-like face, "Take care for yourself, goodbye forever."

"Outside the world!"

The girl opened her arms, but she rushed into the air. The man in black in front of her instantly turned bright and then disappeared without a trace.

"Don't remember me outside the world. If you remember, just hate me fiercely."

A wisp of fragrance dissipates, dissipates in the breeze, dissipates in the sky, and at the same time, the years and the dusty sweetness pass by.

...

The cold tears were clear and fragile. The woman in white raised her head and looked at the scenes of the past. The memory returned to six thousand years ago. Unexpectedly, the pain was still so surging.

"Six thousand years... Am I wrong?"

The woman in white asked herself in a low voice, but before she could hear her answer, the delicate body shining under the golden light disappeared, and the golden seal hanging in the air turned into a golden dot of light, and then she crawled into Xunqiu's body.

"The cultivation of immortals outside the sky is not something to rely on, and I want to live in the mortal world. Only half of the fifty Jiazi are left, and the foundation will be cut off in the dust..."

Monk Wen Dao sang in a low voice with a vicissitudes of life, trying his best to maintain his tranquil body. When he fought before, he burned his body to gain strength and his soul suffered heavy damage in the fight. Now he is just a breath of breath.

Crack, bang!

The space cast by the Jinzhu Hunyuan Bowl began to collapse, and the large golden wall tops were smashed down, and the space was completely finished.

He took a sudden breath, and a faint golden light escaped from his broken body. The extremely depressed soul rushed to Xunqiu, lifted the latter up, picked up the nearest crack and flew out.

boom!

Before long, there was a loud noise in the space, and everything inside turned into debris and then disappeared without a trace. But is this story that has continued for a hundred Jiazi really over?

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