When Zilin walked out of the sea of ​​fantasy, she paused and saw a figure from afar and walked towards her.

"You..." Zi Lin was about to say something, but his brows frowned slightly.

Immediately afterwards, the sword in his hand was unsheathed instantly, and there was nothing to say.

All grudges are given up, and everything is not about past grudges, but they are farts and farts.

After seeing Long Zhan again, Zi Lin still felt furious.

The long sword stabbed straight towards Long Zhan's neck, and almost instantly, it was about to sink into it.

Long Zhan raised his head slightly, and a gentle force gently moved the tip of the sword aside, causing Zi Lin's attack to fall into the air.

Long Zhan raised his head slightly, his hazy eyes seemed to have not been opened for a long time, and his whole face was stiff.

"My friend, I wonder what hatred you have with me, and I want to take my life?" Long Zhan said softly, his voice desolate.

"Why, don't you remember what you have done? Do you still think there is no causal cycle?" Zi Lin said sarcastically.

Zi Lin stabbed another sword. The sword was not at all obstructed and instantly penetrated Long Zhan's shoulder. The blood color dripped down with the sword body in an instant. As long as the sword moved, Long Zhan could be completely split into two. Zi Lin's face turned cold, "Do you think I won't kill you like this?"

Long Zhan sighed softly and said, "The past is gone, it is my own sin. If I do not die today, I would like to burn incense and pray to God every day, pray for my friends, and make compensation."

Zi Lin snorted coldly and slowed down his hand.

I felt a little sad in my heart. Is this still the dragon battle that was invincible back then?

Without a little ambition and arrogance, I am even willing to put down my posture and come to apologize to you.

Hate will never be washed away. Zi Lin slowly retracted the sword in his hand, and the blood dripped down. "Do you think hatred can be removed with a smile? I don't think so, but, you have returned this sword to me. From now on, we will not owe each other."

"That's great." Long Zhan nodded, with bitter corners of his mouth. "If we meet each other in the future, we hope we can be like passers-by. Even if we look at each other twice, it will be a fate."

Zi Lin didn't have time to listen to some great principles from him. After snorting coldly, he said, "Come with me, someone wants to see you."

When Long Zhan heard this, he nodded slightly, but a ray of light appeared in his eyes. Could it be that person?

He had seen Zi Lin. Although he had made up his mind for the past, being able to feel familiar means he must have seen it. Moreover, he seemed to have some uncontrollable emotions in his heart, which was difficult to endure.

What would it be?

Who will it be?

At this moment, Long Zhan even forgot his name, but a figure appeared in his heart.

"Take me over."

Long Zhan coughed lightly, spit out a mouthful of blood, and didn't care about the faint pain wound, and followed Zi Lin quickly towards the Xuanmen.

"On that mountain, go up." Zi Lin said.

Long Zhan paused, looked at the Yujing Mountain, which was unknown to be tall, and nodded slightly, his eyes firmly, like a pilgrim, walking upwards step by step.

I don’t know how tall Yujing Mountain is, but it is towering into this small world. It usually takes an hour to ride a monster flying.

Long Zhan was injured and his face remained unchanged, but he gradually became as pale as paper. Big drops of sweat mixed with blood dripping down, like a blood waterfall.

The huge Yujing Mountain is all made of stones like white jade. Long Zhan climbs step by step, his heart is empty.

Before I reached the top of the mountain, I fainted.

Chu Qing naturally knew that he fell in the middle of the road, but he was too lazy to rescue him. In Long Zhan's body, there was a soft spiritual energy, which was similar to a merit power. This was what Chu Qing thought himself. In short, the effect was almost the same.

This is given by God. Although it is weak, it is indeed difficult for all things to invade and can eliminate karma.

Chu Qing could not say anything else except envy and envy.

However, such merits require many merits to be accumulated, and they are unknown.

God knows what he has done in these five years.

At some point, Long Zhan below woke up. A half-human-high fiery beside him, with a cold look and wandering there, waiting for him to die, and he could share food as food.

The Lie Sun Eagle seemed to have not preyed on prey for a long time, and a bloodthirsty light emerged from its hungry eyes.

Long Zhan shook his head gently, turned his palm into a knife, cut off a piece of flesh on his legs, and put it aside. He still walked upwards with all his steps.

The world is full of misery and desolation. In Long Zhan's eyes, everything he did was to atone for his former self. But the more he did, the more he discovered that there were too many miserable things in this world, which made him feel that he was unable to do anything.

He really wanted to have a place where there was no hunger or troubles, everyone was good, no hell, hungry ghosts, demon flames, everyone was rich and happy, healthy and long-lasting, and even immortal.

But he knew that the chances of ideals being achieved were almost zero. There was no real kindness in this world. Even if it was himself, he did not think it was good, but just to cleanse the evils of the past.

All the karma of cause and effect cannot be cleaned up. Just like himself, he has not really let go, so how can he let others go?

Therefore, he did not dodge the sword that Zi Lin stabbed over, and even said that he could easily stop it. However, if his death could arouse a little unbearable in Zi Lin's heart, then he thought he would be happy too.

His efforts do not want any reward, but just want less obstacles in his heart.

The Lieyang Eagle ate Long Zhan's flesh bit by bit, and the blood filled its beak, and a faint halo appeared on its body. Suddenly, it seemed to have some insights and bowed slightly to Long Zhan moving forward.

Long Zhan seemed to have felt something, and he also turned around and performed a Buddhist ritual.

One person and one eagle, Zen will suddenly become arise.

The fiery sun eagle swallowed the flesh and blood in one bite, and then flew towards Long Zhan.

He picked up Long Zhan, swung it slightly, and put it on its back.

The figure rushed towards the sky like a sharp arrow.
Chapter completed!