"Haori, gone..."
Qin Lang knelt on the ground, his eyes stained with blood, his fingers pierced into the flesh, blood splashed all over the floor, and he said nothing.
Li Dong, Li Xuan, Yue Wushuang, still in a daze, didn't react.
The moment the Haori sword was unsheathed just now was the biggest scene they had ever seen in their lives.
This kind of power, the heart is higher than the sky, and the life is thinner than paper! How miserable is the hero's end
They heard what Haorijian said just now.
But don’t understand, don’t understand...
Maybe in the future they will understand that the sincerity of the Haori Sword, the world is rare, the awe-inspiring righteousness, immortal, a cavity of blood, blood on the battlefield, the soul of the weapon, and their will.
Haori Jian, using an alternative method, taught Qin Lang one thing that few people in the world can really see through!
"Heaven, isn’t it about human affairs, don’t you ask? You kill people and cause karma, it will only add a crack... This heaven is fake! Hypocritical! Fake heaven! Fake! Fake—"
Qin Lang pointed at God and cursed, like a madman, stomping his feet again and again, his anger pierced through the nine heavens!
Yue Wushuang's three people were still silly when they heard these words, but they didn't understand...
Because of the previous words, only Qin Lang heard it, and only Qin Lang could judge the authenticity of the so-called Heavenly Way in the spirit world.
Yue Wushuang is so talented, but it is difficult for her to see clearly, as long as she does not enter the reincarnation state, she will always be a mortal with naked eyes.
The real god of the realm, here is called a god, placed in other worlds, may be worthless, everywhere.
In the spirit world, the real gods of the realm are very few, pitifully few.
There are really few people in the world who can see through the authenticity of the highest things...
Qin Lang is sad and sad!
He was like a fool, and like a stone, he knelt on the ground half-dead, and was silent for a long time.
For a long time, he stood up, holding the only remaining hilt of Haori Sword, without tears, but his heart was more sad than tears.
"Haori... In the reincarnation, I will go to you, if there is an afterlife, we will bow! You will be my eldest brother!
Ha ha... No, otherwise, you can be my father, you will be my uncle!
No matter what, you will worship my master, you will be my great ancestor...
Ha ha... God's way? Hahaha... I care who you are! Shit shit, nosy!
I don’t ask right or wrong, you just can’t take away my brother!
One day I will rebel against you! I leave the spirit world to find Haori in samsara... No matter how difficult it is, I will definitely find it!
Because I can't forget the feeling of getting along with Haori.
If in the next life there is someone with great strength by my side, watching me get beaten and not helping me, when I am really in danger, but stepping forward, Haori, it should be you... huh..."
At this moment, Qin Lang remembered too much of the past.
He was beaten violently by Luo Xingchen, tortured, cried and screamed, and summoned Haori Sword, Haori Sword was disobedient.
He was fiddled with by Li Xuan, summoning Haori sword, Haori is not obedient!
The corpse came, Haori took the initiative to attack, assist him, and finally dedicated himself to his mission!
This is a loyal instrument soul, which will not be changed in this life!
"In this life, I won't use any weapons anymore, because I have used them, Haori is dead... From now on, I am me! I am the Tao!"
Qin Lang was suddenly enlightened, and he was awakening faster in the spirit world than anyone else! He has his own way...
In the Blue Wind Continent, a thousand catastrophes no longer exist.
Business as usual, the demons crooked, and very few escaped for hundreds of millions of miles, and each of them possessed great fortune or was a disaster for the world.
There are many people in the spirit world, such as Yue Kong who betrays his soul for his own selfishness, and betrays his soul, and the devourer of Qi Luck, Zhou Hua...
Calm and calm, smile at Hong Chen.
The space tunnel in the Blue Wind Continent was also opened, allowing the outside world to be contacted, and the catastrophe ended.
Luo Xingchen stayed in Tianyun City. Before the corpse clan attacked again, they all saw a huge dragon, unparalleled in the world, shuttled in the void, floating away.
The dragon passes, the corpse is flat, the blood is stopped, and disasters are broken.
Juvenile heart, Ling Tianzhi, flesh and blood, cut the sky.
The flower of the other shore, the dragon of the dragon, the hydra, the origin gathering!
The Blue Wind Continent is a land of legends. Many people here are legends...
Qin Lang went back to Tianyun City. The people looked up at the sky. The sky was clear, the clouds were clearing and the fog was scattered. Everything revealed a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere, and the disaster of the corpse had passed.
"Go home, I want to go home..."
The bustling crowd couldn't wait to leave Tianyun City and find their original home.
Hundreds of thousands of Wu Xiu blocked them.
The reason is that the circumstances are unknown, it is possible to go out to die.
Qin Lang, Yue Wushuang, Li Dong, and Li Xuan, four people, stood in the crowd.
Yue Wushuang said, "Everyone, don't worry, the corpses in the Blue Wind Continent have all been wiped out.
Qin Lang's Haori sword is indispensable. None of us won this battle. We won with one sword. "
Everyone heard this sentence, if it weren't for Yue Wushuang's identity, they would only find it ridiculous.
A sword, hero? Swords are controlled by humans. People kill with weapons, and they are not guilty. Since they enjoy such treatment, they can still gallop with another owner, but how can they take the merits
However, this sentence was said by Yue Wushuang, it was different, and they had to believe it if they didn't believe it.
Believe it, but still don't understand it, after all, it is absurd.
"Thank you, Young Master Qin Lang, you are indispensable for controlling such an artifact!
Without you, we don't know how much it will cost. "
The peak of Yin and Yang peak led Ji Dao, holding a fist and bowing to Qin Lang, very sincere.
After that, Xue Ao also clasped his fist and said, "Thank you, Qin Lang, Shao Xia..."
Qin Lang held his face cold, raised his palm, and said indifferently: "Don't thank me! Xie Haori! Don't treat him as a dead thing! He is also a creature! He also has a soul and a thought!
It was he who dedicated his life to the mission for everyone, sacrificed blood to the sky, and destroyed all the corpse races! I don't have the ability to control it! It is willing! Take the initiative! "
As soon as the voice fell, everyone's mouths were crooked, and they were all dumbfounded...
Ruins of Luoshen Palace, Longevity Forest.
Qin Lang held the hilt of the sword, buried it here, and planted a tree.
"Haori, I feel very friendly here, so let the uncle's family be with you.
When you reincarnate, I will look for you again. "
In addition, Ren Qianlie and Han Qinghua's burial mound were also buried here.
It seems that there are more and more dead souls that Changshenglin shoulders.
Each tree represents a person and a life.
Such a huge forest of longevity, but it is difficult to plant hundreds of millions of lives, because there are too many people, the whole family, and no one knows their names.
If it is one type, even if the Sky Cloud City is demolished, it still can't be planted.
It is simply an honor to be buried here after death.
Luo Xingchen, worshipped Ren Qianlie, Shi Yingtu, and once again worshipped Lin Yuxian, Luo Longkun, Luo Feng, Luo Nan Mountain...
He has a long way to go, and he is worried.
"How should I take the longevity forest away and stay here, after all, it is not safe."
As the ancestral land, the ancestors and ancestors are buried here, and Luo Xingchen can't let go.
"I have a way..."
Yue Wushuang thought for a while and said suddenly.
Luo Xingchen's eyes began to shine involuntarily.
With a slight smile, he said, "Shuang'er, what can I do?"
"Since the plane can be divided, it proves that it can be merged. With the control of the heart of origin, in time, as my strength improves, I will surely be able to bring it to the Baichuan Continent and let the two planes join together.
However, I can't do it yet... It will take some time. "
Yue Wushuang said something that seemed nonsense.
Luo Xingchen felt hopeful.
Yue Wushuang condensedly added: "There is a second method! There are high and low levels in the spiritual realm, but it does not limit the size of the area.
Just like the Blue Wind Continent, after the plane was promoted, the area was several times that of the Blade's Edge Continent.
If I can find the origin for the Blue Wind Continent again, let it be promoted to a high-level plane, and then merge with the Baichuan Continent, the territory that belongs to us will be even greater.
So, I want to look for it. "
Luo Xingchen nodded: "Well, now I will use the 360 eighth-level puppets I brought back to deploy defenses, Blue Wind Continent, there are no treasures, and whoever is idle will not come here to visit.
As for the corpse clan, I have already figured it out.
When you mentioned Zhou Hua, I guessed that Zhou Hua was to devour the air luck here, because this is our hometown and it must be affected by air luck.
Now that he has escaped, he should not come back again.
All in all, I have to find a way, I can't keep you working, but I can't do anything. "
"Well, we all have to work hard."
After a disaster, he can only clean up the mess, Luo Xingchen silently chanted the meditation curse, to save the dead and let the dead rest in peace.
When Qin Lang buried Haori Sword, he faced the challenge alone, and went to a quiet place to practice silently without slacking off.
In this world, Qin Lang can see more clearly than others, and the number of people who die, whether it is a companion or an enemy, will only increase in the path of cultivation.
Sadness is useless. Only by making yourself stronger can you change the future.
They were about to leave, Xiao Lingling fell asleep again, and Yu Yue Wushuang hugged her and coaxed her. She was quiet these days without crying or making trouble.
Wuzhifeng, the pavilion in the wind.
On their way back, they stepped here again, Feng Zhongting Tingting advocated that Xuandu was still there, still so chic, with a single piece of woven cloth, staring at the moon, majestic and majestic.
"Zhang Xuansu, you are all right! I rely on! I take it!"
Li Dong couldn't help but explode, a black line covering his face.
"Haha... Don't come here unharmed."
Zhang Xuanpu smiled, he was like a okay person, everything was out of the way.
"Zhang Xuansu... there is a problem..."
"If you can say it, you know everything, you can't say that it's just a secret.
Zhang Xuanpu closed his eyes and said calmly.
"The corpse race is in the spirit world, how is it expanding?"
Luo Xingchen asked.
"Send you a word, in the last 100 years, it is not suitable to use force! It is best for the ten thousand races to live in harmony and not interfere with each other. Once a large-scale killing is carried out, the number of corpse races will continue to increase."
This is Zhang Xuanxu's benevolent advice and a reminder when he closes his eyes and rests his mind.
Luo Xingchen nodded, as he expected.
"Why is it only set for a hundred years? Moreover, the ten thousand races are already hostile. If there is a war, who will listen?"
Li Xuan frowned, wondering.
"So, even if I advise the people of the world, it may not be able to prevent this catastrophe. The Pavilion in the wind only records the secrets of the sky, and cannot turn the tide. I said it for nothing."
Zhang Xuanpu hehe said, understatement, it's nothing to do with himself, transcendence and sanctification.
"Is there a connection between the corpse race and the evil race?"
Luo Xingchen stared at him and asked.
"Is there any, you study it slowly by yourself."
This is the end of Blue Wind and I. It is time for us to leave. We cannot be exhausted, otherwise the fate will be exhausted, and I should say goodbye.
Come to Japan for a long time, goodbye, goodbye! "
Zhang Xuanpu flicked his cloak, flicked his sleeves away, and ran towards the space tunnel, faster than them...
"Study for yourself?" Luo Xingchen lowered his head to figure out Zhang Xuanpu's words, a sense of crisis came to his mind...