Xue Meng, in his previous life, stood in the strong wind and rain, with a hoarse voice. He opened his mouth and closed it again. His Adam's apple rolled over several times, but when he opened his mouth, he said something he could not be more careful: "Disciple Xue Meng, pay homage to Master."

There are eight simple words that no one can tell for more than ten years.

After Xue Meng finished speaking this sentence, he felt that all the flavors of life were spreading to his mouth, and he was extremely miserable and could not say the second sentence.

Behind him, Mei Hanxue said: "Zi Ming, concentrate."

The appearance of the Mei brothers in their previous life has not changed much, but they have added a hint of stability to their eyebrows, and their spiritual power is far better than before.

"I know that you are in a state of turmoil, but Lingliu can't be in a state of turmoil. I just saw you, as a young man, also came to this world. If you lose this time, your face will be lost in front of you. Come back to your senses."

“…”

Xue Meng was no longer the reckless and ignorant young man he had ever been. He knew that Mei Hanxue was right, so even though he was reluctant to let go, he took a deep breath, turned his eyes away from Chu Wanning, and turned his back to the side of the Immortal Lord.

"What are you?" The Immortal Lord narrowed his eyes in the magic circle in extreme danger, "Hurrying to seek death?"

Mei Hanxue was stunned: "What's going on? He doesn't seem to know us anymore."

Chu Wanning adjusted his breath from the side and said, "He is completely unconscious. No one can recognize him now."

Xue Meng: "..."

If he had just seen Chu Wanning's person, he was already in a state of excitement. Then at this moment, he heard this familiar voice again. This sound that could only be heard in his dreams later, Xue Meng could no longer hold back his tears and slowly filled his eyes.

How many years have passed?

He didn't dare to look back at those years. He was afraid that tears would fall without success if he had a little memory.

In fact, time passed quickly and slowly for him. He still remembered that Chu Wanning was captured in the first year, and his life and death were uncertain at the peak of life and death. At that time, he ran around alone, begging for help, but perhaps because he was too arrogant in the past, and almost no one paid attention to him in the world of cultivation.

Later, he finally hoped that the rebels would gather. He urgently hoped to rescue the old friend in the devil's cave earlier, but everyone thought he was reckless and selfish and sarcastic at him. At that time, Mei Hanxue was not at the forefront due to the deployment of troops, so he was isolated and had no help, so he could only go up the mountain by himself.

But what is waiting for him on the mountain? It is the top of life and death where things change, the emperor of the Immortal who is about to die, and the corpse of Chu Wanning who is gradually annihilated as the Immortal Lord dies.

Almost ten years have passed.

The person he had been waiting for ten years became a corpse. The corpse was shattered to ashes in front of him.

The pillar that supported him disappeared, and he could only kneel in the ashes, crying bitterly like a helpless child.

He came late and didn't even touch his mentor's sleeve.

Even, I could no longer hear Chu Wanning call him: "Xue Meng."

Later, things became even more terrifying.

The immortal king was resurrected from the death, and Shi Mingjing showed his green face and fangs. They started killing, and the world was completely reduced to the ghost realm. For Xue Meng, the old friend died and changed. When he was young, he was buried under the osmanthus tree. Who could drink with him when he was digging it out?

So in fact, Xue Meng didn't know how much effort he had put in, and he could remove Chu Wanning's first glance from the first time he saw more than ten years later.

"It's finally not late this time." Xue Meng said, "Master, I'll help you."

At this moment, another worldly Xue Meng also arrived with the other two Mei brothers. Although he knew that after the time and space life and death gates were torn apart, he might have met some incredible people, but suddenly seeing himself more than ten years later still surprised the three young people.

The young man Xue Meng said: "You...you...?!"

Xue Meng in his previous life just glanced at him, and there was envy and sadness in that glance. Then he smiled lowly and said, "I almost forgot. It turns out that I was like this more than ten years ago."

“…”

"So stupid."

The young man Xue Meng was covered with a fool's head and mind. Before he could react, the fireball of the Emperor of Immortal had already been shot down at his vest.

Xue Meng turned sideways. He didn't want to use Xuehuang, but at this time he reflexively pulled out this magic weapon, barely resisting the attack, and then staggered back several steps. He finally stood firm and shouted angrily to rush towards the Immortal Lord, but was stopped by a sword flowing with blue light.

Mei Hanxue in his previous life stood in front of him, squinted his eyes: "Since we are here, you don't have to do it."

Mei Hanxue also smiled and said to herself ten years ago: "This worldly mess is naturally made up for by people in this world. You won't have to be a big deal. Mei Xianjun is in his prime and in his prime. If he is surrounded by the bitter and revenge, he will be as boring as me in the second half of his life."

Young Mei Hanxue: “…”

At this time, the three of them trapped the Immortal Lord's magic circle and suddenly trembled violently. Mei Hanxue stopped teasing herself and immediately turned around and said seriously: "No! His power is much stronger than before!"

Chu Wanning said: "A heart melted in his body."

"!"

Xue Meng casts the spell with all his strength, and the meridians on his hand are protruding. He grits his teeth and says, "The time we can support you may be shorter than expected - Master, you have to turn back as soon as possible and kill Hua Binan!"

Before Chu Wanning answered, the young man Xue Meng asked: "Kill Hua Binan? Why did you kill Hua Binan? Not this... this..."

He didn't know whether to call Emperor Taxian or something else.

Xue Meng glanced at himself: "This is a puppet made of corpses and cannot be killed. But as long as the manipulator behind him dies, he will soon be destroyed. And-" He paused and barely split his hand temporarily. A fiery red formation immediately lit up under the feet of the young Xue Meng.

"You are still young and should not suffer this. Go and all attack the army of the mountain."

"No! I don't want it! Why are you - hey!"

Although the young man Xue Meng struggled hard, he was still like the Mei brothers, quickly wrapped in the butterfly tide that was freed from the light array. The butterfly tide carried three young people and flew towards the front hall and disappeared in an instant.

As soon as these three little guys were sent away, a crisp "Ka!" was heard, Mei Hanxue changed her face: "The formation is about to break, Ziming!"

Xue Meng suddenly offered all the spiritual currents in his body towards the direction of the Immortal Emperor. His whole body was trembling, as if he was trying his best to tie a beast that was about to break through the sky, and the rope around the beast's neck was about to break.

"Master, go——!"

Without Xue Meng's words, Chu Wanning jumped into the air. He frowned and looked at Xue Meng: "I'll go back soon. Don't be hurt."

"This sentence should be what I said to my master." Xue Meng gritted his teeth, "Don't worry, my disciples are no longer the same as before, and I can hold on."

He can hold on.

He has been in this world for so many years, and support has long become a habit, and habits have supported him to continue moving forward. So many times have passed, and now he has seen his mentor again, and there is no reason why he can't hold on.

Chu Wanning sighed and said, "I'm sorry to leave you alone for so many years..."

The voice of the king is still in his ears, but the person has gone far away.

Xue Meng's tears finally shed.

The man who is nearly forty-stricken is not good when crying. Even if the rainstorm is turbulent, it cannot cover the slight tremor of his shoulders and the redness of his eyes.

The Immortal Lord was almost violent in the magic circle. The light was like the crack of ice in the sky pool, showing shattered dangers! Seeing that he was about to break through the siege, a red light came towards him, trapping him tightly. The Immortal Lord was even more angry, raised his blood-red eyes and stared in the direction where the red light came-

Xue Meng met the eyes of the immortal king: "Give up, I won't let him disappear in front of me again."

He said, using ten percent of his spiritual power, his neck veins pulsating, and his eyes were as hard as iron.

"Junior brother, you used to be better than me. Today, Master is by my side, I don't want to disappoint him, so... don't want to beat me!"

Mei Hanxue reacted very quickly, was already shocked, and frowned and shouted: "Zi Ming! What are you doing!?"

With a loud bang, a red flame light appeared behind Xue Meng. He shouted loudly, pushed his palms, and the fire rushed towards the Emperor of Immortal along the magic circle. In an instant, it seemed like thousands of arrows piercing through the heart, and the shackles were four times, putting the Emperor of Immortality into it!

“Hmm——!”

The immortal king's eyes were cracked, and he looked up and groaned. The spiritual power around him suddenly became weaker. His dark eyes slowly turned around, staring at Xue Meng silently like a resentful ghost, and black blood dripped intermittently at the corner of his mouth.

There was a scar on the left side of his chest, nearing his heart.

It was once a place that was pierced by Xue Meng's Longcheng with a sword.

Now hundreds of spells condensed by Xue Meng have pierced into his body, and the sharpest one is when he penetrated his chest again from his position back then.

Empty bloody hole...

Mei Hanxue was shocked and anxious: "Stop, you are already exploring the power of the spirit core. If this continues, your spirit core will..."

"Talk!" Xue Meng interrupted him sternly.

He stared at the Immortal Lord, his former senior brother was staring at the junior brother, and his former assassin was staring at the tyrant.

The former brothers were staring at each other, and the years of life and death were overturned. Although Xue Meng's face was bad, a cluster of radiance of the phoenix that belonged to the past was lit up in her eyes.

"What I, Xue Meng, learned throughout my life, is for today's battle."

Mei Hanxue: “…”

After the words finished, the phoenix broke through the clouds in an instant, and only flames soared into the sky!!

In the fire, it seemed like I could see a young man with silver and blue light armor and ponytail blonde hair. He yelled noisy and grinned:

"I want to be the first in Lingshan Conference!"

"Hmph! I will have something like Shenwu sooner or later! What's there to be rare!"

"Fifty years later, no! In just thirty years, I will definitely be able to let the top of life and death be carried forward in my hands and tremble the Kyushu!"

The eyebrows and eyes are as green as new buds, and the voice is as crisp as the first peach. The young man has no scruples, fearing the heavens and the earth, and expressing his ambitions in his heart.

The fire almost reflected half of the sky at the top of life and death. It was burned into charred ashes yesterday and burned into ashes...

Everything settled down, and only Xue Ziming is now left.

His eyes were deep and firm, and he said, "I don't ask for success or fame, but I ask for others as I did back then."
Chapter completed!