The empty door broke, Nirvana flowed, Qing Shui was dressed in Qingshui, and his wife contained the soul of smoke. He cherished it in his arms and turned it into a mark on his heart.
It's not that it can't be stored in storage space, but Qingshui is reluctant to give it up.
Qing Shui insisted on sending the sword of killing, but was taken away by Wang Lin. In Wang Lin, there were not many killing origins that were born before and after the first battle of Yunhai, but this origin was very weak, it was just a birth, and it was not too revealing.
With this sword of killing, Wang Lin's origin has become the Six Paths! As for the Mark of War, which was not its origin, it had been turned into a star of rules long ago, and it remained deeply in Wang Lin's body.
Wang Lin did not intend to refine and absorb the origin of killing immediately. It was not the time yet. He had to wait for his three origins of cause and effect, life and death, and true and false to be fully accomplished, and at the moment of blasting the door, he would absorb the origin of killing and open the door in one fell swoop. , Let yourself become the extremely rare Six-Path Origin Evidence throughout the ages!
Clear water fell from the sky, silently looking at the empty gate that was gradually dissipating in the sky, raised the void with his right hand and grabbed the cyan dragon blood flask in his hand, put it in his mouth and took a sip. The sensation made him slowly show cold light in his eyes, and he handed the flask to Wang Lin.
The two of them were on this wild star, looking at the dissipating empty gate, facing a cold wind, in the whistling of the wind, under the dust on the ground, they were drinking wine in silence.
No one speaks.
Wang Lin didn't ask Qing Shui whether in the headquarters of the Cultivation Alliance, in the colorful world, whether he had found the answer he wanted to know back then.
Qingshui didn't say anything, only he understood, what he had discovered, what he had realized, but in the end, the more he understood, the more silent he became.
"A game..." Qing Shui's eyes flashed cold, but there was bitterness on his face. He took the hip flask that Wang Lin handed him, and after taking another sip, he laughed.
"Wang Lin, you promise me one thing!" Qing Shui's laugh contained a determination, and he looked at Wang Lin.
Wang Lin did not speak, but nodded.
"If one day I die, if I still have a complete body, then take him and bury him in my hometown, on a tombstone, don’t leave his name, ten feet of soil is my best hometown..." Qingshui Looking at the sky.
"If the home is gone..." Wang Lin was silent, and then slowly said after a long time.
"Then it will be buried in the heavens and the earth!" Qing Shui drank a sip of dragon blood, and the blood left a few lines from the corner of his mouth, which was dazzled by the sun and glowed red.
"Okay!" Wang Lin took the hip flask from Qingshui, his expression was solemn after drinking, his eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice.
"If I die in front of you, send me back to Vermilion Star, Zhao Kingdom, Wang Family..."
Qing Shui looked at Wang Lin and nodded slowly.
This is a promise!
Dragon blood wine, very strong, can be intoxicating, but it can't drunk Wang Lin, let alone clean water, the wine is not much, they sit on the ground, drinking and drinking as the empty door dissipates, and gradually they are almost empty NS.
"Wang Lin, I never asked you... Is there a queen?" Qing Shui closed his eyes, looking a little lonely, and said softly.
"There is a son..." Wang Lin had sorrow in his eyes. He took a sip of the little dragon blood wine. It was not spicy anymore, but turned into a tingling pain.
"I have a daughter..." Qing Shui opened his eyes, there was reminiscence in his eyes, and the taste of reminiscence was bitter.
"But I can't find her... To this day, maybe she has left forever." Qingshui's recollection, with sadness, he still remembers the moment he was sober, holding his wife's body and howling. In an instant, in the distance, in the blood, behind a piece of wreckage, there was a girl of seven or eight years old, holding a dead crane, looking at herself and her mother with empty eyes.
"She may have reincarnated or reincarnated, but on her left shoulder, I left a red mark when she was born. This mark will be with her forever. If you can see such a girl, Take care of me..."
The illusory gate of the sky finally disappeared completely.
Shimizu stood up, exhaling a long breath, his eyes were cold.
"Wang Lin, I want to kill!" Qing Shui raised his right hand, and a source of extreme killing from heaven and earth burst out of his body and condensed on his right hand, causing this hand to be filled with a black chill in an instant.
The cold air swayed, causing the entire wild star to surround with coldness at this moment.
The origin of slaughter is a very special origin. It is extremely rare to possess it throughout the ages, but once possessed, a origin can easily break through the empty door. This origin is the limit of killing.
Although Qingshui's cultivation is in the early stage of Kongni, but with the origin of killing, coupled with his tens of thousands of years of magical powers, the killing he can display will change even if the monks encounter it in the late stage of Kongni!
"Kill... Okay!" Wang Lin got up and took a step towards the sky, with ripples echoing under his feet, disappearing directly into the sky and the earth. Qing Shui's whole body was filled with coldness, and he stepped into the ripples of Wang Lin's disappearance, without a shadow.
If the entire Kunxu star field is likened to a pool of lake water, and the floating in the water are stars of comprehension, then at the moment, there are two parallel ripples on the surface of the water, like two swordfish swiftly underwater. Forward.
In Kunxu Star Region, there were not many cultivators from outside the world. After all, the cultivation alliance was their temporary headquarters, and these few outside cultivators almost all died under the previous killing that shook the entire starry sky.
That slaughter was set off by a pair of master and apprentice. Under Long Panzi's absolute cultivation base, it is rare for a monk outside the boundary to survive.
However, Long Panzi's goal was Zhaohe, and Kun Xu did not stay, leaving some fish that slipped through the net.
The three outside monks with imprints on their eyebrows showed panic expressions at this moment, cautiously galloping forward in the starry sky, not even daring to speed too fast, for fear of causing a lot of fluctuations to be noticed.
"The news Jade Jane didn't respond, I'm afraid that everyone else is ill, damn it, what happened!"
"Then the headquarters of the Cultivation Alliance can't go back. I'm worried that something has happened there too. Could it be that the realm has failed to counterattack. I'll wait for a Cultivation Star to hide it, and wait for the army to appear again."
The three of them communicated with each other as they moved forward, but at this moment, in the starry sky to their right, there were two ripples passing by, and within one of the ripples, a wave of monstrous killing spread directly from the three of them. penetrate.
There was no sound of screaming. After the two ripples, the three outside cultivators shook their bodies, and there were countless fine cracks on their bodies. They collapsed suddenly, and the soul was split apart and died.
The same scene is everywhere in Kunxu, Luo Tian, and the sea of clouds. Since Long Panzi swept and killed not long ago, the few remaining out-of-boundary cultivators in these three star regions have once again experienced the madness from Qingshui.
A little bit of blood, blooming the last beauty of his life.
Those two ripples swept across the three star regions and rushed into Zhaohe! Zhaohe is completely occupied by outside monks, and there are many outside monks here.
As soon as he entered the Zhaohe River, there was a thick blood that immediately filled it, but the blood couldn't stop the two ripples, and at the speed of its merging into the world, it passed by the Cultivation Stars everywhere.
Finally went straight to the depths of Zhaohe, the last colorful world! Here is where the deity of Hongshanzi was sealed!
In the starry sky, within a huge crack, bursts of colorful light radiated. Outside that crack, a large number of out-of-bounds monks died tragically around where the limbs were broken.
More roaring sounds continued to be heard from within the colorful world, obviously inside, a fierce fight was going on!
The two ripples suddenly approached, and they contained the ripples of monstrous killing. As they approached, the starry sky behind him smashed into the ice, and suddenly they went straight to the colorful cracks.
With his coming, all the broken limbs and countless corpses outside the crack were shrouded in ice, and the chill was pressing. The ripples that contained the aura of killing, the ripples dissipated when they came to the cracks in the colorful, and he stepped directly out of the clear water in a suit of blue clothes. He didn't hesitate to step into the realm of colorful.
Wang Lin's body also turned out, and he stepped in as he was slightly exhausted.
As soon as Wang Lin stepped into this Zhaohe Seven-Colored Realm, there were screams in his ears. This colorful realm was different from the two places Wang Lin had seen before. It was made up of several floating continents.
But at this moment, the surrounding area was full of broken rocks from the collapse of the continent, floating in the air, only three pieces remained. On the three continents, Long Panzi was battling a black-robed old man. Between the two waved hands, the earth shook and the sky shook loudly.
The black-clothed old man, Wang Lin had seen, this person was the Lord of the Hall of Heaven Punishment of the Long Sovereign Association who was trapped by the Spirit of the Honored as soon as he appeared in the first battle of the Sea of Clouds!
This person's cultivation base is second to the five in the Primordial Stars, and he has reached the early stage of Kong Xuan! It is not in exchange for destroying vitality like Long Panzi, but in the real early stage of Kong Xuan!
Under those three floating continents, tens of thousands of monks outside the world sat cross-legged, and the sound of murmured curses came out. Above their heads, a trace of incense flowed out, turning into strange creatures in mid-air. , With a roar and roar, surrounded Long Panzi and the Lord of the Palace of Punishment that day, and shot with them.
In Qingshui morning, Wang Lin came one step at a time. At the moment he appeared, he glanced at the two Long Panzi in the sky, his eyes flickered, and he walked straight to the tens of thousands of monks around him. What Wang Lin heard when he entered here The screams came from these tens of thousands of monks.
Shimizu's bloodthirsty, especially after the killing origin Dacheng blasted open the empty door at this moment, his bloodthirsty level had reached the peak. He spent his life in the killing, and when he rushed out at this moment, the dead soul was born and passed away.
Wang Lin's eyes flickered. He raised his head and glanced over Long Panzi and the Palace Master of Punishment that day, and saw that above them, in the colorful clouds, there was a huge Tao fruit hanging from the clouds.