There are not necessarily death stars in the Death Star Domain.

There are also living creatures, such as the butterfly roaming in the dark starry sky.

This should be considered a foreign object that was produced after the death star died.

The death of one thing will lead to the rebirth of another thing.

Things between heaven and earth are so magical.

Chen Xia stepped on the meteorite and arrived at the Death Star Domain in just half a month, looking through several miles.

The Dead Star Field is very recognizable. At first glance, the dying stars are swaying, and the dark starry sky butterflies are swimming in it, like a new dead soul.

If you look at the general picture, it will be even more magical. There are no other asteroids around the Dead Star Domain, and even meteorites do not exist.

Chen Xia looked plain, stepped on the meteorite, and slightly pointed the meteorite, and the meteorite floated towards the Dead Star Domain.

As soon as he approached, Chen Xia felt that the dark invasion in his mind gradually became stronger.

"Seeing the void...silent...stars...galaxies."

"Let's walk far to the galaxy, go to the darkest place, and go to the most secret place."

“…”

The low-hearted words kept ringing in his mind, full of seduction.

Chen Xia frowned slightly, clenched his fists and hit his head, tilting his head, and said impatiently.

"Stop making trouble."

After this punch, the dark invasion became weaker and no longer had You Ye's words.

Chen Xia was already approaching the Death Star Realm, and her twisted cheeks appeared in the dark space in front of her. Her narrow hands were waving at him with claws, and her mouth made a roar of unknown significance.

According to what Cao Gao said, this is the ghost of the monk in the Death Star Realm. I don’t know how many years have existed, but I have lost my consciousness, and I will instinctively invade the monks.

"Huh...roar!"

The dead souls roared, their eyes were filled with scarlet light, and their twisted cheeks were full of desire.

A hand suddenly reached in, pinched the distorted head of the dead soul, and lifted it out like a chicken.

"Don't call."

Chen Xia's somewhat impatient voice came, and at the same time, he used force on his hands to squeak the distorted head of the dead soul.

The dead soul wailed in pain, one because he lost the source of life after leaving the Death Star Realm, and the other because he was pinched by Chen Xia, it hurt so much.

"It's not so good to live, but you dare to scream when you die?"

"ah!"

The ghost's scream stopped abruptly because his head had been crushed by Chen Xia, and his remaining body turned into ashes in the starry sky.

"This is considered a salvation. I am really kind. The Buddha will be moved when he hears it, right?"

Chen Xia shook his head and sighed. He raised his feet, took a big step forward, and faced the entire Death Star Domain.

A dense roar of hissings appeared, and countless monk ghosts appeared in the Death Star Domain, staring straight at Chen Xia.

Chen Xia turned his hand with one hand, and a golden flying sword was pinched in his hand. He smiled at the corner of his mouth and smiled at the ghosts of countless monks.

"The living Bodhisattva is here."

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The Bulaomen Ferry is the second ferry around the Cangtian Sword Sea. There are also the Great Zhou Xianzong Ferry, Pingyang Mountain Ferry, etc.

There are seven ferry crossings in total, all relying on the immortal sects around the Cangtian Sword Sea. They usually act like watching the face of Cangtian Sword Sea.

These seven sects are also considered seven obedient dogs raised by Cangtian Jianhai. They occasionally help Cangtian Jianhai to do some trivial matters.

Although they are the dogs of Cangtian Sword Sea, these seven sects have a great status in the Star Domain. They have their own strength and have the master of Cangtian Sword Sea. There are really few sects in the Star Domain that dare to provoke them.

This is also the reason why the young master of Yutai Mountain despises the mountain moving environment so much.

For Yutai Mountain, killing an ordinary mountain moving realm with an ordinary talent is no different from killing a dog.

Cao Gao's ferry was rushing all the way, and it was approaching the Bulaomen in three months.

Now he is the only owner of the ferry. The boatmen have all received the spirit stones and left. If they have the chance in the future, they may meet again.

Cao Gao's figure has grown much older in the past three months, and his figure is even more hunched than before. He often sits alone in the cabin, staring at the starry sky outside the ferry in a daze.

He accelerated the speed of some ferries again, in order to make it less painful.

It’s actually terrible to die without waiting for death.

If Yutai Mountain really wants to kill him, Cao Gao will accept his fate. He has lived for thousands of years. According to the life span of the mountain realm, it can be said that it is good, and it is better than most monks in the star field.

If there is a next life.

He wanted to be an ordinary person, not care about the world, not care about chivalrousness, just care about himself.

But the monks in the mountain realm want to be such an ordinary person. If they say it out, it will definitely make people laugh.

Thinking of this, Cao Gao couldn't help but laugh twice, lowered his head and said softly.

"No big ambitions."

He is indeed a person with no ambition and has no talent for cultivation. His cultivation level in the mountain realm is only stacked over thousands of years.

He could not even defeat some of the children of aristocratic families in the early stage of the Moving Mountain Realm.

This is the practice of heaven and earth. If you don’t want to bully others, there will always be someone who will bully you.

This cannot be solved by finding a place to hide and ignore it.

When you embark on the path of cultivation, when you successfully build the foundation, you will form a golden elixir and a Yuanying, and move the seas.

Go higher and deeper and deeper.

Cao Gao stood up swayingly, and was already very close to the Bulaomen Ferry. He adjusted his appearance, straightened his clothes, and lifted up his spirit.

He, the old dog, wanted to be more decent before he died.

The ferry finally arrived.

The monks from the Unaged Sect got on the ferry and asked all the children of the aristocratic families and monks on the boat to go down, saying that they wanted to search the ferry.

Cao Gao stood at the bow of the boat and looked at it, exhaling.

He pursued his dreams with a ferry.

Now that he dies on a ferry, he is dead.

The strong wind blew, whistling his robe, burping into his eyes, and rolling up a turbidity.

Luhua stood under the boat with the Taoist guardian, looked at him with a smile, waved his hand and said, "Don't stand, you can't see a way out even if you stand so high. Come down and wait for death."

Luhua has already made the words clear and is not afraid of Cao Gao escaping at all.

Cao Gao really couldn't escape. The ferry reached the Bulaomen Ferry. For Cao Gao, he was in the underworld.

Cao Gao pursed the corner of his lips, his old face was complicated, and after a while, he gently uttered, "Okay."

He walked slowly down, constantly looking at the ferry.

"Don't blame me, it's your master who wants to kill you, it's nothing to do with me." Luhua was still laughing.

Cao Gao lowered his head, stared blankly at the ground without saying a word.

He knew very well about the rules of monks on the mountain, and this was not something that could be solved by begging for mercy.

Even if he is willing to hand over the spirit stones and the ferry boat on his body to Yutai Mountain, he will still die.

Killing and robbing.

Killing is always the first step.
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