Author: Tai Sheng Shui

Xie Huan watched her leave, his eyes becoming extremely sharp, like a scorching flame, revealing an indescribable and powerful confidence: "There are things in this world that can kill me, but not here!"

He turned his palm, a circle of spiritual light wave spread out, and the mysterious solution emerged.

Xie Huan made the secret seal with his hand and activated all the restrictions on all four sides. There were flags, treasure mirrors, talismans, wind chimes, and various magical weapons. They were layered on top of each other. The spiritual energy fluctuations covered the entire circle, and then a

The Tao disappears and eventually becomes completely blank.

"Success or failure depends on this!"

He slowly stretched out a finger and pointed at the connection between the true nature and the mysterious interpretation, and a little spiritual light entered it.

With a change of mind, he immediately controlled his true nature and gently pulled it back.

"Zheng!——"

A slight and difficult to detect sound rippled out from the connection between the two objects.

Xie Huan's heart was violently shaken. He was highly concentrated and his fingers trembled slightly, which almost shocked Zhenru's nature again. Fortunately, the sound wave was only slight and disappeared.

Time seems to stand still.

The sea beasts not far away were still in chaos, making various sounds and spiritual power fluctuations. Many of them were killing each other, and the thick smell of blood spread.

But all this seems to have nothing to do with Xie Huan, as if he is in two worlds.

One inside and one outside, one still and one moving.

"Did you make it?"

Xie Huan held his breath and stared at Xuan Jie without blinking, his consciousness covering the surrounding sea area.

The fluctuation just now did not even stir up the surrounding restrictions.

Just when Xie Huan was about to put away Xuan Jie and Zhen Ru Zi Xing, suddenly a dazzling bright light struck from between the two objects.

He suddenly wanted to control his true nature, but the fluctuation was too fast. It rushed into his sea of ​​consciousness almost instantly, and he had no time to react.

The entire sea of ​​consciousness turned into a golden light.

Xie Huan lost consciousness of his body, leaving only a little consciousness, which was constantly torn apart by the golden light...

Damn, what the hell.

He endured the pain.

Suddenly, the golden light gradually dispersed, and a mirror-like scene of a green lake emerged in his consciousness. White clouds were reflected in the water, and the spiritual energy turned into mist, filling the air among the peaks.

here it is……

All the pain disappeared in an instant, and scenes came into view: gurgling clear springs, blooming flowers, a waterfall flowing down, surrounded by spiritual energy, and vaguely decorated jade towers and pavilions in the clouds.

The sky is beyond the sky, Shuiyue Yaofeng, Luanyingxingtan!

Xie Huan almost cried out.

But now he is only slightly conscious and has no mouth.

Suddenly, a faint sound came from the piano. The sound was like pearls falling on a jade plate, graceful and smooth. Each note seemed to carry the elegance of thousands of years, like a gentle breeze blowing and the water ripples were calm.

The shadows of the trees in the mountains are swaying, and the mist is lingering, as if they are intoxicated by this beautiful music.

Xie Huan's consciousness was extremely shocked.

Suddenly there was a "Zheng" sound, and the fairy-like sound of the piano was suddenly interrupted, and a woman's voice sighed: "Five hundred years have passed, and I still can't unite with this ancient music."

The scene in front of me opened up, revealing the fairy rock ravine and the Jade Yao Qiong Tower. A woman was sitting on the cliff in the sky, holding a beautiful harp in her arms, and her jade fingers were gently playing on the strings.

He chanted softly: "If you want to put your thoughts on the Yao Qin, I have few close friends, and who will listen when the string is broken."

The woman's eyes were slightly closed, and her long hair was scattered behind her like a waterfall. It was blown by the breeze and swayed with her dress, and her long eyebrows like the moon were lightly frowned.

"You are too thoughtful, and a gentle breeze comes slowly, ruffling the stars and moon in the pond."

There is a man in brocade clothes sitting on the upper floor of Jade Yaoqiong. His eyes are like water, reflecting the mist of the surrounding mountains. He reveals a peerless temperament and self-confidence. He said leisurely: "This piano is a precious treasure left in ancient times, and it is as true as its own nature."

Generally speaking, it is normal for you to be unable to be unified if you are listed on the list of rare things. What’s more, your mood is getting more and more chaotic. I just went to Taixu Ancient Forbidden City. Why should I be so melancholy? It’s like I’m not coming back.

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The woman slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were like stars coming down, dazzling, but in an instant the light disappeared.

"Can you not go?" she said reluctantly.

"No." The man's eyes flashed with determination.

"After you leave, the world of cultivation in the Seven Northern Kingdoms will be leaderless. Once Skull Yu is born, who else in the world can control it?"

The sadness between the woman's brows was even worse. She gently pressed her face against the Aegean, feeling very enchanted.

"I came here to deal with the catastrophe. I will borrow another five hundred years from heaven to find a way to deal with Skeleton Feather. You don't have to worry about me, I will be back."

The man walked down from the platform, stretched out his hand to grab it, and the colorful elements condensed on the palm of his hand, turning into a beautiful nebula, and slowly gathered into a strange flower, colorful and emitting layers of brilliance.

"Send you a flower, it will accompany you when I am not around."

The elemental flower flew up from the man's hand. The petals were lined up in rows, as colorful as a rainbow, and runes of different colors flashed on each petal.

The man smiled slightly, and his figure gradually faded under the radiance.

"Brother Huan!"

The woman was anxious and grabbed forward, but the man's figure suddenly dispersed and was blown into the mountains by the wind. Only a voice was left: "I tried to go up to the peak to see the bright moon. I opened my eyes to look at the world of mortals. I am so pitiful that I am the person in my eyes."

, Mr. Wu, please cherish it from now on."

Light, shadow and sound all disappeared into the clouds and mist.

Zhao Wujun felt an inexplicable pain in his heart: "Cherish it...how can I cherish it alone? I will wait for you to come back."

With a wave of her right hand, the harp turned into a flash of golden light and disappeared in a flash.

"With you gone, no one in the world is worthy of listening to this ancient music."

Zhao Wujun turned around and disappeared into the clouds and mist. Only a hint of sadness could be heard: "The sky is clear and you can see the world of mortals. Whose beauty smiles brightly? The peach blossoms and flowing water go with you. No one will talk to me about my life anymore."

The scene upstairs at Yuyao Qiong slowly became distorted and scattered, and finally receded little by little. The tearing feeling of golden light came again, violently impacting the sea of ​​consciousness.

What the hell is this?

Keep tearing apart scenes from my past life?

Xie Huan's consciousness shook violently, and a new picture began to appear. A huge ball of light, wrapped in extremely strong energy, fell from the sky into the boundless sea like a meteorite.

Xie Huan's consciousness stabilized, the shock gradually disappeared, and the picture became clear. As he continued to get closer to the falling light, the things inside gradually became clear.

is a person.

Not like a human being.

Embedded within that radiance was a man with two wings on his back. His skin was a strange purple color, with wonderful runes and brilliance on it.

Brilliant purple runes flashed in the man's pupils, like a brilliant illusion of light and shadow. There were two colorful stripes as thin as cicada wings on his cheeks, and a unique butterfly-wing-shaped eyeliner on both sides of the corners of his eyes.

Butterfly monster?

Xie Huan's consciousness was surprised.

The previous scene was of me saying goodbye to Zhao Wujun on the Shuiyue Yao Peak in Qingyun Continent, Tianwaitian, and it existed in my memory.

But I have clearly never seen this strange man in front of me.

This man was severely injured and covered in blood. The beautiful butterfly wings on his back were intertwined with runes and colorful, but at this moment they were broken bit by bit and melted into the light.

His hair was like an ink cloud, flowing behind him, and his body was like wings, split bit by bit, with his legs, torso, and arms disintegrating into scattered fragments.

Xie Huan's consciousness "looked" upward, and there was another huge light group, which was surrounded by deep purple-gold color. It couldn't be seen clearly, like a magic weapon, reflecting many ancient runes, and strange syllables came out.

, as if it was condensed directly from the void and chased from the sky.

"Ha ha ha ha."

The man suddenly raised his head and laughed. He looked at the magic weapon above. His eyes were full of self-deprecation and ferocity. He laughed wildly and said, "Do you know the meaning of the ages? Just like this, behind the famous mountain cuisine, the ancients are still stupid, hahahaha!"

"Boom!"

The magic weapon caught up with the man, and the two groups of light instantly merged into one and fell into the sea. The terrifying energy shone in all directions like the scorching sun, and the sea was directly evaporated.

Xie Huan's consciousness was strongly impacted. The power of that magic weapon was so powerful that it was unimaginable.

What are these?

Who is the butterfly demon?

How could it appear in my own sea of ​​consciousness?

Before he could think about it, the picture "in front of him" suddenly shattered. This time, his consciousness was not torn apart, but the picture simply switched, entering a dark place, without light, giving "people" the feeling of coldness and deathly silence.

Dark, like an abyss.

Xie Huan had a strange feeling in his consciousness. This place seemed to be under the sea before, and there was a feeling of déjà vu.

Suddenly, something seemed to be moving in the darkness.
To be continued...