Looking at Zhao Li who was smiling brilliantly in front of me, even if I beat my courage, who did not change color when the collapse of Mount Tai collapsed, was a little frizzy.

Before Zhao Li could win, I could react. He stretched out his illusory arm and grabbed my arm. When I won, I felt that my Yin God was being pulled out and could not be suppressed.

"I am merciful, why should the donor be so hard to force me!"

Monk Leyi appeared beside Ying me, and he also stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhao Li's illusory arm.

Yingying Buddha light appeared in his palm. He grabbed Zhao Li's arm, but Zhao Li's power also eroded his body.

In the blink of an eye, the body of the mind could not be maintained, and the yang spirit also came out of the body, trying to struggle out of his body.

"Old monk, this matter has nothing to do with you, why are you looking for death? I'll let me take him away, wouldn't it be good?"

Zhao Li was extremely calm at this moment and whispered softly. At this moment of death, he saw away and hugged death.

He let go.

Facing the heavenly thunder of the heavenly way, even with the cultivation of the earth immortal, he could not resist it. Therefore, he chose to use his life as a sacrifice and sacrifice to the samsara to turn it into a curse.

Zhao Li can move or think about it now, but he is no longer a demon clan or a earth immortal.

It is a strange existence.

Therefore, he existed under the bombardment of the Heavenly Dao.

"What's the joy of life? What's the pain of death? Since the donor has seen through the battle between life and death, why should he be obsessed with one thought? I think even the one in your heart doesn't want you to do this."

Because of the sharing of the mind, I was not taken away by Ying, who should have been taken away directly, but under the curse of the earthly immortal, his consciousness had fallen into darkness, and his whole body was in a daze, and the Yin God kept rushing out without any resistance.

"Is he clear-headed?"

Zhao Li was not surprised. He looked at Yi calmly and said, "You old monks like to peek at other people's thoughts. Unfortunately, your Taoism is much worse. You are wrong. Nuorou is a person with great power and selfishness. She is jealous and indulgent. She will hope that I will do this."

“…”

God, can I help me to slow down!

Leyi was confused, the contrast was too large, and the amount of information was a bit amazing, and he would not be able to accept it for a while.

"Let go, monk, if you do this, you will only delay the curse and will not change the ending. I am connected with his fate, and he will die!"

The reason why Zhao Li was able to cast this curse was because he had seized a little blood that had won me before and used it as a guide.

Now, the curse has won my Yin God deeply, and what they see is just Zhao Li's external manifestation.

"I am merciful!"

Leyi did not let go, he chanted a low voice, looking sad, lamenting for the people of the world and for Zhao Li.

The curse eroded the Yang God of Intention and infected every thought of him. His consciousness became weaker and weaker, and infinite darkness enveloped his consciousness.

The Heavenly Dao was afraid, and wanted to take action but had no idea. Seeing that the son of luck won me, I was about to die in front of it, it could only vent all kinds of anger on the Tiangui and the ten elders of the Ghost Clan.

The Heavenly Ghost took advantage of the opportunity of the Heavenly Dao to disperse its power to attack Zhao Li, and half of his body had already squeezed in. The confrontation between the two had already affected the surroundings. The sky and the earth were dark, and the sun and the moon were radiating together, but it was particularly small. Purple thunders were covered with the sky, as if the end of the world had collapsed.

Shen Huixian fell into a mountain and smashed a pit with a diameter of four or five meters. His Yin God was broken into pieces and barely maintained.

But at the moment when I was attacked, he felt a force pouring into his body. It was the golden light of merit and the origin of heaven and earth.

In order to hold on to his son of luck and to prevent the promotion rhythm of Xiqin Tiandi, Xiqin Tiandao took out the most precious origin and allowed Shen Huixian to take it.

With just a few breaths, the Yin God of Chen Huixian recovered. His mind incarnation disguised as a true spirit was also enhanced at a speed visible to the naked eye under the nourishment of the origin of the heaven and earth.

Chen Huixian absorbed it for almost a minute, and his strength not only recovered to its peak, but also increased by more than 30%.

Originally, he could have continued to be strong.

But he was afraid that something would happen to me.

This kind of treatment that the original body may not enjoy was not given to him for no reason by Tiandao. If I win, I will die, who knows whether Tiandao will directly subdue thunder and slash him.

The Heart of Sword Three Destroys God!

The sword intent was like a breeze blowing on his face, sweeping over the three of them, no, it should be two of them.

Zhao Li's illusory figure swept over the invisible sword intent and turned into nothingness. At the moment of disappearing, he glanced at the Chen Huixian who appeared, opened his mouth slightly, and said silently: "It's useless."

Back then, the west wind shone on the blood river, don’t go away from the beauty, don’t leave your heart. A hundred years of floating like a lonely soul, and a lovesickness is sent without regrets.

Puff...

I and I woke up as if I had returned to the light. They lost their strength and fell into the sky.

Chen Huixian used force to stabilize the two of them, and the pseudo-spiritual consciousness discovered their bodies and souls, and was silent.

An invisible force was rooted in every part of them. Even now, he could not remove the power.

"I have no regrets!"

This is the first sentence I said after sobering up. He lost his strength and his whole body was rapidly aging, with gray hair and wrinkles on his face, but his turbid eyes still revealed his perseverance.

The curse made him lose everything, but he could not change his will.

"I succeeded to the throne at the age of 23 and swept across the eight deserts and unified the world. The world was killed and injured by one word, but I don't regret it!"

"I thought I would open up a prosperous dynasty, and the world would be stable, and the people would not suffer from war. But who would have expected that the demon clan would come to the world, and the wars would rise again, and the people would live in poverty."

"I have raised three million troops and fought against the demon clan for five years. People in the world are hungry and cold for this, and they change their children and eat them, and rise up. I will not regret it!"

"The demon clan has just settled, and the ghost clan is here again. For this, I endured humiliation and allowed the northern border to be occupied, just to give the people a chance to breathe. I don't regret it!"

"The alien races are causing trouble, and rebellions in the south are coming one after another. I have heavily suppressed them, killing countless casualties for a hundred years, I will not regret it!"

Win I seemed to be talking to Chen Huixian, and also to myself that he had a premonition that death was approaching, and he could not let go of the world, and this empire that had not been able to calm down in all kinds of hardships.

He weakly grabbed Chen Huixian's hand, his voice subtle but firm: "Senior, my hands are full of blood in my life. I have never lived for myself one day, but I don't regret it. This is fate, it is my responsibility."

"Senior, do you know? I once thought that when the world was stable, I let go of everything and followed my senior to walk around the world with my sword, but I have no chance in this life...!"

"Senior, can you accept me as your disciple?"
Chapter completed!