"The journey of cultivating Taoism has always been full of intrigues and intrigues. I lurked around Chu Cheng for six hundred years in order to one day turn my back on the slave master, rebuild my body, and return to the top."
"Now I have returned to the top! Do you think he is okay?"
The rain of stars is falling, even the sound of falling water is like the roar of drums, thousands of rivers are gathering together, and the sound of the sky is falling can't stop this sound from rushing downwards and sweeping toward the world.
This huge seven realms of the human world have an area of trillions of miles in radius. However, this sound, in just an instant, roared everywhere and fell in the ears of every living being.
It was like the sound of heaven, and all the birds and animals were trembling and kneeling down at this moment. People were in shock, and they knelt down and worshiped!
What is this? Is it a voice from heaven?
At this moment, people fell into shock and panic, even the monks. The sound struck the soul directly, making people feel deeply frightened.
Similarly, even the most powerful people in the human world are in shock at this moment, and their hearts are filled with terrifying waves.
It is not difficult for the most powerful people in the world to transmit messages thousands of miles away, even if they are thousands of miles away. But at this moment, what they heard was about a person's name.
This is the name of a hero, the most legendary name in the seven realms of the world. When the ancient court brought disaster to the world, it was this character who single-handedly turned the world around, reversed the situation of the war, and made what was originally a doomed outcome happen.
Change also enables life in the world to continue.
This man has only practiced Taoism for a few hundred years, but he has reached the top of the world. Although he does not occupy the same throne as the emperor back then, he is far superior to the emperor.
At that time, all the ancient immortals were killed, and then, this person and the legendary ancient existence, the Human Emperor, walked out of the human world and went to unknown regions.
Today, six hundred years have passed. During these six hundred years, the supreme beings in the world often talked about this person, with sighs and expectations, wanting to know what kind of state this person has reached now.
I also look forward to this person's return, bringing with him a new realm and unknown things, talking to them, teaching them, and leading them to a new realm together.
However, at this moment, I heard something about that person.
"Chu Cheng......"
"It's Chu Cheng... Could it be that Chu Cheng has encountered something unexpected and fallen into another country?"
The hearts of all the Supreme Beings were filled with astonishment. An expectation in their hearts, along with their longing, headed towards an unknown new world to pursue higher heights, but they stopped midway.
"Who...is this person? Isn't it possible that not all the ancient immortals in the past have died, and that there are still immortals still alive in the world?"
At this moment, the Demon King of the Northern Wilderness had a gloomy face, holding the sword tightly in his hand, his palm was covered with veins.
In this world, who cares most about Chu Cheng's life and death? The Demon Emperor is one of them.
"Master......"
In the land of sin and blood, Chu Ling'er, who was wearing a blue dress, with Chu Lan's support, swayed her delicate body, her eyes darkened, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.
In this world, there are only a few people who care about Chu Cheng, but they all have deep feelings for Chu Cheng, and even...if possible, they would be willing to die in his place.
On the west side of the East China Sea, there are people who also have their hearts set on the west side, sinking together with the sun in the sunset.
"Senior brother..."
The strings of the piano broke, and blood spattered all over the air. Drops of blood dripped, and the terrifying aura spread everywhere, causing the waves to roll back, covering the sky and drowning themselves.
"In a blink of an eye... Since that day, Yiyi has been sitting here for a long time, not listening to the passage of time. Day after day, the flowers fall and fly again, and I sing one song after another,
Every song falls into the gut."
"Yiyi's longing is not about the beloved girl there. It's just about her only close relative in the world. Because Yiyi knows that if she really falls in love with her senior brother, it will be difficult to see each other again in the future."
Covered by the big waves, Xie Yiyi seemed to see a man in white painting the shadow in that year and month. With one stroke, the sky was all over the sky. There were also gorgeous flowers blooming under this scene.
The beauty is breathtaking.
She sighed, feeling dead in her heart. The love that sank deepest in her heart, even if she deliberately turned it into something else, would never be seen again in the end.
The string breaks, but the next moment, there is the sound of the piano again, a tender song, and for whom it is sung, I think about each piece.
Xie Yiyi's heart died. As the sun set in the west, her vision began to disperse little by little, and her blood bloomed everywhere along with the waves. In an instant, she became whiteheaded.
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In the rain curtain, Baipao'er raised his head and looked at the jade mirror covered by blue waves. He frowned when he looked at the pale-faced woman with white hair.
Then, she looked at the person in front of her again, and then at the huge bright moon. She had a realization in her heart, but she also spoke doubtfully.
"The purpose of your coming here is for Xie Yiyi."
The world is so vast, but the jade mirror only shows Xie Yiyi's silhouette. It is not difficult to see that the target of these three people is Xie Yiyi.
It's just that Bai Pao'er really can't figure it out. Although Xie Yiyi's cultivation is unpredictable and there are only a handful of people who can surpass her in the world, she doesn't like disputes and hasn't shown her hand since the battle in the ancient court.
Why would such a person become the target of those three people?
The man didn't answer, but someone intervened.
"Yes, the purpose of my coming here is for that woman. You are very good, little monk, you have the courage to come in front of us."
Another person praised, when the white robe appeared, the purple robed man's eyes also lit up. Such a beautiful woman, even he has never seen it before. Unexpectedly, in this broken world, she was born.
Such a beautiful woman.
He wanted to play with this woman in his hands and make her his plaything.
In the eyes of the man in purple, the white-robed body seems to be extremely fragile, and one blow is enough to kill her, but its vitality is majestic, as if her life is immortal!
Is this really the case? These six hundred years of enlightenment have made Bai Paoer's artistic conception surpass that of the past, and he has even broken through the shackles of the throne. How can this body be so fragile?
In terms of artistic conception and Dao thoughts, even monk Xuan Zhao cannot match her in front of her! Her artistic conception has already reached the level of Xuan.
"Her practice is a practice that does not exist in this world. Perhaps in other places, she is indeed a little monk, but in the world of strangers, you can hardly regard her as a plaything."
The man finally spoke and saw what the man in purple was thinking.
Among the people present, he was the only one who knew the horror of Bai Pao'er. Her way was unprecedented and unprecedented. She took all the thoughts of heaven and earth and weaved her own world, which was no weaker than the way of heaven!
In a sense, Bai Pao'er's way is the way of heaven!
"A little toy..." Bai Paoer murmured, and the next moment, he started laughing.
"Senior Liu, please lend me a few words."
In just one breath, there was the sound of swords. A mahogany sword cut through the blue waves and fell into his hand.