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Beiming Palace, behind the Qingyun Palace, under the huge tree of ten thousand years old.

There was an old man standing. He was wearing a blue robe and looked like a fairy. He was chanting into the air: "Xiaomei, Xiaomei..."

This voice is sad and lonely, full of memories.

"Uncle, for the sake of Xiaomei, a tree demon who lived more than a hundred years ago, you ignored the brotherhood and forcibly destroyed my master's body. If the world knew about this, it would really be ridiculous."

Yeluyan stood behind him at some point, he blamed.

Immortal Mu Yu showed anger in his eyes. He turned around and found that besides Yeluyan, there were also young people like Ge Guanting, Hu Liqin, Di Yin, Xiao Hongxian, Shu Qing, and Xiao Yinyin behind him. They stood in a row, each holding a weapon, as if they were ready to fight against the same enemy.

preparation.

"Do you think that the old Taoist has lived for more than two hundred years, and the only immortals in the world will be afraid of little babies like you? If there are a hundred or a thousand, what does the old Tao have to fear?" Mu Yu looked at everyone with a cold smile and said: "Since you are all

If you know this, you will all die."

After the word "death", a ball shot out from the mouth.

The ball immediately grew in size and enveloped him, forming an invisible light shield.

Hu Liqin and Shu Qing looked at each other in tacit understanding. Between their frowns and their eyes, Langya Immortal Sword and Fan Shu Divine Sword illuminated their master's handsome face and jade face.

Two purple and blue sword shadows fell on the light mask at the same time, blending with the adhesion generated within the light mask, just like an iron block encountering a magnet, attracting and stumbling together.

It is difficult to separate and difficult to separate.

The two inexplicable forces attached to the light mask carried through the men and women holding knives and swords, making them unable to use their skills to resist, and could only be captured without restraint.

Naturally, Yeluyan would not stand aside and watch. He clapped his palms, and two surging flows of gold hit the mask. The flow of gold was attracted by the gravity of the vortex that emerged on the mask, and it became like a "meat bun beating."

Dogs go and never come back.”

Ge Guanting, Xiao Hongxian, Di Yin, and Xiao Yinyin couldn't help but be surprised. They all didn't believe this evil, and each showed their skills to attack the mask.

Immortal Mu Yu seemed to want to win a quick victory, and did not hide his unpredictable behavior at all. He turned his fingers outwards, and the light shield spread out ten golden vines, which were as agile as a python, and they all wrapped around the bodies of everyone present, especially Shu Qing.

, Hu Liqin was covered with double golden vines. It seems that Immortal Muyu is still a little afraid of the power of Langya Fanshu's two magic weapons.

"You are all people who overestimate your capabilities, so go and die."

Immortal Mu Yu could easily control them within two moves, and he could not help but laugh proudly.

Seeing that everyone was easily restrained by him, it seemed that there was no chance of any improvement.

"Wood Escape Technique."

The rusty iron boy who was also controlled by the golden vine shouted loudly, and his whole body turned into a stream of light like lightning, which hit the golden vine, and the rusty iron boy disappeared.

The golden vine wrapped around the rusty boy and turned into a piece of wood. This was the "Wood Escape Technique" of bartering. The magical magic technique became an excellent way for the rusty boy to escape from the predicament.

At the same time, when Ge Guanting and Hu Liqin saw Di Yin escape, they secretly rejoiced in their hearts: "A Yin, that's great."

Immortal Mu Yu was slightly startled and began to be cautious. He suddenly smiled slyly and explored with one hand.

A rusty red figure suddenly appeared, but unfortunately it was held tightly by Immortal Mu Yu

Throat.

"Ayin!"

The two young men, Ge and Hu, were horrified and shouted in unison.

Di Yin's dark face was both dark and purple, with veins crowded around his forehead. Immortal Mu Yu's old but powerful hands strangled his throat, almost suffocating him.

When Di Yin's feet left the ground, the little bamboo figure in his arms that quietly slipped to the ground became bright, and a wisp of white smoke rose from it.

He turned into an erratic and disembodied figure in an instant.

"It's you."

The golden light bloomed so much that people present could not open their eyes, and the eyes of Immortal Muyu were reflected with two irresistible beams of light.

In the blink of an eye, Immortal Muyu was brought into the body of the big chun tree by this golden light. The golden light went from the surface to the line, and finally gathered into a point and melted into the tree.

The light dimmed instantly, the golden vine lost its strength, slumped to the ground, and burrowed into the soil. These young people broke free from the shackles and regained their freedom.

Di Yin stood beside the big chun tree and thought in a daze. He had a bad premonition in his heart. He frowned and said, "Will something happen to old man Mu Chun?"

A mirror floated in mid-air, and a brilliant light suddenly lit up.

On the bright mirror of Xuantian Fantasy Realm, the situation inside the big chun tree can be clearly seen.

Inside the big chun tree, there is an arc green wall.

The young man in blue shirt, whose white hair turned to blue silk, roared angrily: "Mu Chun, come out. Since you are here, you are a fairy-level figure after all. Why do you need to pretend to be a ghost?"

The loud voice and the young voice echoed in the tree, as if he was having a conversation with himself. There was no extra sound in the quiet green wall of the tree.

Then, a faint female voice sounded quietly from far or near.

"Yu, you can live forever as you wish, but do you miss Mei?"

A girl dressed in yellow appeared in front of his eyes, her appearance was beautiful and charming, her resentful eyes were looking deeply into her eyes.

I don't know if my eyes are filled with hot tears or old tears. What is alternately in this trance is a pair of young and energetic eyes, or a pair of eyes that have experienced many vicissitudes of life.

Unable to see clearly or understand, he could only listen to the most unforgettable oath deep in his heart.

"I, Mu Yu, am willing to give up the road to immortality and grow old together with Xiaomei. If I violate this oath, my life will be worse than death..." On that snowy night, he raised his palms and swore an oath.

With tears in his eyes, the young man in blue shirt said softly: "Mei, how many years have I lived? Even if I really want to live forever, as I vowed back then, life is not as good as death."

I have been thinking about her for almost two hundred years, and it turns out that she has been living in this tree, with a beautiful face and a soul that is still there. She has been confused for a hundred years, and life is worse than death.

"That being the case, are you willing to give up your immortality, your immortal body, and return to heaven with me? Do you dare?" the girl in yellow clothes asked.

The young man in blue shirt sneered: "The noble body of the immortals only envy the mandarin ducks and not the immortals. If Mei asks me to give up, why wouldn't I dare?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man in blue shirt calmed down, folded his palms on his chest, and a ball of golden light poured into his chest, as if the scorching sun was about to burst out of the sky, burning with golden light and scorching the green wall.

A head of white hair, a pair of kind eyes, a sigh

Hey, the old man was calling: "No, junior brother, that's a monster, it's your demonic obstacle, don't do it."

The young man in blue shirt caught a glimpse of the hundred-year-old man's soul floating in front of him. When a pair of weathered hands hugged him, he found that the soul was empty. He was extremely disappointed and shouted with all his strength: "No, no."

"If it weren't for you, Mei wouldn't have left me. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been worse than dead for a hundred years. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have lived in hatred for you. Why do you care about me?"

?" said the young man in blue shirt.

He was frivolous with blue sleeves, and a golden transparent wall stood between him and Mu Chun. This created an insurmountable gap in the relationship between brothers.

The immortal true energy in the young man in blue shirt burst out of his body, and the shell of his soulless body lay softly on the ground like a deflated rubber ball, turning into the appearance of a white-haired old man. That was the young man in blue shirt, Mu Yu, who had been there for two hundred years.

What it will look like in the future.

The golden light is like quietly blooming petals holding a ball, which floats in mid-air, smooth and agile.

The girl in the yellow shirt showed a ferocious and greedy ugly look, opening her mouth with two rows of fangs, just as she couldn't wait to swallow the soul essence of the immortal who had more than two hundred years of cultivation and Taoism into her belly.

Soon enough, ten golden lightning bolts came through the transparent golden wall. It was Mu Chun who first dispersed the soul element and divided it into ten parts.

After ten Mu Chun Immortals suddenly surrounded the ball of the young man in blue shirt in the center, ten golden waves flew at lightning speed and shattered the ugly phantom of the girl in yellow shirt.

Mu Chunxianweng, who joined his hands into one, gently dragged the ball with his palms. It was the soul essence of his most beloved junior brother, and he cherished it even if he was bruised and broken.

Before the three-hundred-year-old Heavenly Immortal Soul Yuan was dispersed in one move, he held the Wooden Soul Yuan with one hand and controlled the Northern Fish with the other, combining the two golden forces into one.

Slowly send it into the old and dim body that is paralyzed on the ground, waiting for it to slowly swell and become thicker, waiting for it to slowly become shiny and clear, while your own body is quickly shattered into pieces of gold, and your own

The soul essence was quickly crushed into pieces, like teardrops, falling into Mu Yu's eyes, one by one like big beads and small beads.

Whether he is a young man in a blue shirt or an old man with white hair, in his memory, he is still the boy named Mu Yu when he was sixteen.

It was a middle-aged man named Mu Chun who taught himself swordsmanship, kindness, and love. But before he could teach his brothers to be united, he left and disappeared completely.

What is the use of a fairy? Those who love him cannot protect him, and those who love him cannot be saved. If he is immortal, he will turn into an auspicious cloud in the sky, smiling kindly.

"No, old man Muchun, no..."

The fantasy world outside Xuantian.

The rust-red young man lost his voice in pain, beat his chest and stamped his feet, and knelt down slumped.

He is helpless at this moment, he is powerless, he is incompetent. Tears cannot express his reluctance, tears cannot dry up his heartache, and tears cannot taste his bitterness.

Because he couldn't keep his old acquaintance, no matter how many times he said goodbye with joy, it has now become a tragedy.

I still remember that in the white-walled house, the little bamboo man was telling me a story about brotherly love.
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