He is willing to sink!
To become a fairy!
In order not to die!
The tenth ancestor of the Wang family shed tears, and when he roared up to the sky, his eyes were red again, and his heart was gone, but the feeling of the clan was still there, and the affection for the clan was still there, but this...
He is not reconciled to death, especially when he has obtained a perfect Daoji, especially since his body has been born with immortal energy, he can only sink into...
Regret, he doesn't know, he can only swallow the soul of his blood-blood relatives, and only such a soul can save his life.
He can only... do this!
To become a fairy!
The tenth ancestor of the Wang Clan roared hoarsely, confused, and fell into madness, killing and killing!
He didn't know how many people he killed, or how many of his clan he swallowed. The third city of the Southern Territory King's family, overnight, all the blood of the King's family died.
The mountains where the ancestors of the past were buried roared and collapsed. Even though the cultivation of the seven elders was as good, they were no rivals compared with the tenth ancestor of the Wang Family who possessed immortality at this moment and possessed a perfect foundation.
Death one by one!
The mountains collapsed, the heavens and the earth roared, the king's family... The foundations of the southern sky and the earth were uprooted overnight. This is an extermination!
He is the tenth ancestor, the longest surviving ancestor on the southern sky, the ancestor with the highest cultivation base, and the god in the hearts of all royal families.
But now, the god became a demon, killing terribly, in this killing, he awakened three times.
For the first time, he killed his younger brother, who accompanied him for so many years, the eleventh ancestor of the Wang family. He personally drew out the soul of the eleventh ancestor, shed tears, and swallowed his mouth with a crazy smile.
The second time, he killed one of his favorite juniors over the years. When this junior was crying for his ancestors for his life, he personally crushed his skull, full of red and white hands, and soul entrance.
The third time, the whole world was quiet. Under his feet and around him, there was a piece of wreckage. When there was no one living, he awoke.
However, this awakening was just a few breaths, and he fell into madness again, his body no longer had injuries, he had healed long ago, but his soul... two souls and three souls disappeared forever.
There is only one soul and four souls left.
This is the life of all the members of the royal family in the Southern Heaven and Earth. As a result, he did not die, but... He, who has only one soul and four souls, will not wake up a few times in this life.
Most of the time, he fell into madness and slaughter. At this moment, before he fell again, tears flowed down the corner of his eyes and fell on the ruins of the Wang family. I don’t know which year, perhaps a blood-colored flower will bloom here...
He looked up to the sky and let out a sorrowful smile, and his whole person turned into a long rainbow, rushing into the distance.
"Cheng Xian!"
"I want to become a fairy!!" He left, plunged into eternal madness, and left.
From then on, there was no Wang Family in the South Heaven and Earth. From then on, there was a madman in the South Heaven and Earth, a madman shouting as a fairy, but few people dared to provoke this madman.
Because he...has become immortal in half a step, immortal energy has been born in his body, and only the last immortal calamity, he can become a true immortal!
But his soul is incomplete, and he will sink forever, and there will be no immortal catastrophe for a day.
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In the depths of the Tianhe Sea, the second ring seabed, there is a huge flower from the other shore, slowly swaying, it is not clear what color it is, and it can only be seen vaguely. It seems that there is a figure of a woman sitting on the petals, as if it will be The petals dangling as a swing.
"Without Doji, it should have fallen..."
"The demon-sealing vein, nine is the ultimate, this vein... has been broken."
Tianhe Sea, outside the fourth ring, an island galloping fast on the surface of the sea, suddenly shook, suddenly stopped, and was silent for a long, long time. A huge head slowly stretched out from the sea and looked into the distance.
"His breath... gone..."
"This bastard has a bad stomach. It's okay to die, it's better to die, to die... How did he die!!" This huge head trembled slightly. He felt that he should be happy, but he didn't know why. For a moment, he was not happy.
"Dead... Damn, who killed him? He is the only inner disciple of my ancestor. This little bastard is cunning and cunning. How could he die!!"
On the island, Gu Yiding Sanyu, looking pale and observant, lightly leaned on the back of the old man of the ship, with sadness in his eyes.
"Didn't you promise me to help me transform the sea... You didn't keep your promise."
In the Southern Territory, in the Ziyun Sect, the pill ghost is smiling, refining a pot of pill, which he made specially for his disciple Meng Hao, he has sensed that the master and disciple may meet soon.
He wanted to make this furnace pill before meeting, but at this moment, the pill furnace was exploded, and the pill ghost was instantly old for a hundred years. He silently raised his head and looked into the distance for a long, long time.
Chu Yuyan was meditating with her eyes closed, cultivating in her cave house, but at this moment, she didn't know what happened, and her heart was very disturbed. When she opened her eyes, she saw a meteor flying by in the night sky.
"When I was young, Dad said that a meteor means that someone has fallen."
In the Qingluo sect, Xu Qingzheng closed her eyes to realize the Taoism obtained in the Demon Xianzong. At this moment, her body was trembling. When she opened her eyes, her face was pale, and her right hand was raised and pressed against her chest.
The intense anxiety caused her to practice unintentionally, and when she walked out of the cave, her complexion became paler and paler.
"Tingle, this is the second time that my heart tingles... The first time, it was in the death hole."
"Meng Hao, is it you... What happened to you, why I was so scared." Xu Qing didn't know why, and suddenly wanted to cry. This feeling came suddenly, but she didn't dare to think deeply, she was shaking. Immediately flew up and went straight to the sky.
Following her inner feelings, she didn't know the direction, but she believed in her own feelings and galloped towards the sky.
On this day, the little fat man had an extremely violent temper. In the Jinhan Sect, he sent countless evil fires, and he didn't know why.
On this day, Chen Fan killed someone. His expression seemed calm, but in the depths of his heart, countless murderous intent appeared. He went out of the sect and killed many murderous repairmen.
On this day, Wang Youcai of the Blood Demon Sect, his cultivation base broke through to the Nascent Soul Realm, but he was not happy, but looked in the direction of the former Zhao Country. He thought of his childhood and his former partner.
On this day, in the Northland, a blood cultivator rose up. With the power of one person, he killed a small sect and directly occupied it. It was a young man, a cruel and bloody young man. He had a magic weapon. He has a name for a bead, Dong Hu.
On this day, the couple had an unprecedented quarrel in the high-rise buildings of the Eastern Great Tang. During that quarrel, the woman burst into tears and went away. The man raised her head silently, and she shed no one could see. Tears.
Time passed slowly.
At the sea of Tianhe, Xu Qing came and found nothing. Here she found a good time. Finally, near the southern region, she meditated silently there. Looking at the sea of Tianhe every day, she could feel Meng Hao. there.
It was just feeling, but she believed it.
The woman who had quarreled with her husband, with tears in her eyes, also came to Tianhehai, went to the third ring road, went to the second ring road, went to all the areas, and found nothing. She searched for a long, long time. Deep in the ring, fight with Li Xian.
That battle was earth-shattering, and all the sea monsters in the second ring died, and the black water covered the third ring, and the world was eclipsed. In that battle, no one knew who won.
One hundred years later...
In the Tianhe Sea, in the inner ring, the water is red. An old war boat floats on the surface. On the boat, an old man wearing armor sits cross-legged, as if looking into the distance. No one knows what he is looking at.
Beside the old man, there was a man lying without hair or eyebrows. His whole body was withered and wrinkled, as if he had just crawled out of the grave, and his whole body was even more rotten.
Even without his right hand, there is a big hole in his chest, just like him... without his heart.
A ball of fire floated on his body, exuding a gentle meaning, and the light enveloped his body, turning into a little bit of crystal light. In every inch of light, there were countless twinkling and complicated and incomprehensible tiny runes, gradually penetrated Meng Hao's chest.
It can be seen that in Meng Hao's chest, the flesh and blood are slowly creeping, seeming to be slowly growing.
Years seem to be able to go on like this. In the inner ring of the river and sea, no one can find this ancient boat, and no one can find Meng Hao on the boat.
Until this day, the old man in armor slowly opened his eyes. In his eyes, there are sun, moon and stars hidden in them, containing endless years, as if at a glance, you can see the endless vastness.
He turned his head and glanced at Meng Hao with his deep gaze.
At this glance, it seemed as if time was on Meng Hao. Thousands of years were lost in an instant. The fire burned fiercely, emitting more crystal points, one by one merged into Meng Hao’s chest, and the squirming of flesh and blood accelerated. Numerous times, healed visible to the naked eye, a new heart grew, healed all the wounds, and even the right hand was growing in the bone and flesh.
Everything, maybe just a glance, Meng Hao's entire body recovered as usual, no injuries were visible, except... His hair became white, and his appearance remained vicissitudes of life, as if he had become an old man in his twilight years. .
Meng Hao opened his eyes when a feeling of weakness spread over him.
His eyes were a little dazed. After thinking for a long time, he slowly brought all the memories back to his mind. He thought of the tenth ancestor of the Wang family, and thought that he would rather die together for the sake of comfort, and finally cut the tenth of the Wang family with a single sword. The soul of the ancestor!
"My cultivation base..." Meng Hao closed his eyes and felt his body. After a long time, Meng Hao sat up in silence and looked at his back... in armor, like an old man drifting with the boat forever.
"Thank you, senior, for your life-saving grace!" Meng Hao clasped his fists and bowed deeply.