The World’s Male Repairs Are All Furnace Tripods

Overlooking the earth, as far as the eye can see, the green mountains and green waters, and the continuous mountains stretch all the way to the north, until the Tianyan City. Su Hanjin's sword flew, and stopped when he saw the hazy outline of Tianyan City, looking at the city of death from a distance in the air.

As long as she can see, all the dead will be resurrected. Therefore, at this moment, people are also coming and going at the gate of the city. However, as she continues to go inside, her spiritual consciousness can no longer be seen due to the restriction of her cultivation level, but she can imagine that there is a desolate and dead silence.

The formation that destroyed the heavens and the earth at the end of the casual cultivator destroyed all the living beings in this vast world, and was wiped out in a flash of ashes. The monks who participated in the encirclement and suppression are no more. Those monks who came to participate in the auction of the Tianyan City Huihui Pavilion were deprived of their lives without knowing it at all.

Those monks didn't have any preparations, they were still talking last moment, still bargaining, and still moving on the road they were heading...

And until now, they don't know that they are dead, they don't know, and the living people who strayed into this world later won't know, until the inexplicable life is exhausted and they become one with this dead city.

What a destructive force this is against the sky. After a hundred thousand years, did the besieged freelancer also die together?

After his death, the formation was still in operation, the seal had not been unlocked, and Tianyan City broke away from its original interface and became a realm of rebirth on its own.

Perhaps he is still alive, absorbing the vitality of living people, waiting for a complete resurrection?

Su Hanjin's heart is restless. In this realm of rebirth, she only has the cultivation base during the out-of-aperture period, how small it is.

She is not a master of formation.

With such a deep and fierce formation, the eyes of the formation are naturally more elusive. Standing in the air. The divine consciousness swept through every inch of the land I saw, the living beings, the water droplets on the tip of the grass, the autumn insects buried in the bushes. The birds singing softly on the treetops and the countless golden carps in the stream were so real that she could not see any abnormalities.

She is out of the world. Life has reached a thousand years, and now there is no deal with those dead souls. Her vitality is not terrible. But what she is afraid of is how long can the remnant soul of Qiu Qianlin stay locked in the long life. After he finishes speaking, he will continue There was no sound.

Those dead souls have become one body with this world. They are part of the formation, part of the realm of rebirth, but Qiu Qianlin is different. Although he is also a remnant soul, he has a clear consciousness. Doesn't belong to this world yet.

She worried that it would be too long and he would be completely swallowed by this world.

However, how worried the heart is, the brain is blank. She walks in the air and keeps watching, not letting go of the grass and trees, a trace of movement. This made her eyes flushed, and a thin layer of sweat formed on her forehead. Time passed slowly amidst her tension and worry, and dusk came quietly.

The setting sun is like a fire, slowly and firmly spreading from the horizon. It dyed the clouds red, burned the whole earth, covered the green hills, wrinkled the green water, and the water was covered with golden gauze, whether it was a long river or a puddle. All carry the infinite brilliance of the setting sun.

But such a spectacular scenery did not make her suddenly open up. She only felt that her vision became narrower and her eyes and heart hurt more and more. She told herself over and over again not to panic and to calm down, but at this moment, she I feel that those negative emotions are out of control.

After a long time, Su Hanjin fell by the river. She held the Wenxin Sword in her hand, and the Wenxin Sword was closely connected to her. At this moment, the sword body was also trembling slightly. The same as your heart.

She couldn't calm down and could only practice sword. And because of the restlessness in his heart, Su Hanjin was even cut his hand by Wenxin Sword when he swung his sword. It was just the slight pain that made her awake a lot, and the hand holding the sword gradually calmed down.

Su Hanjin closed her eyes, her heart gradually calmed down, and a white light suddenly appeared in her mind.

It was Qiu Qianlin with a pale face and a stiff smile. It was the misty Wenjian Peak that towered into the sky from the Sword Gate of the Profound Sky. men and women;

It was the dirty Xuanqing, the Linglan outside the discussion hall, the non-stop flute and roar of Zi Lingyun and Lingyun Beast, it was Jiang Yunya closing his eyes and silently holding the long sword in his hand;

That is the Sky Profound Sword Gate with one peak and seven islands hidden in the mountains and clouds; those are her guardians, and they are the way she will not give up.

Su Hanjin slowly opened her eyes, her gaze crossed the rushing river, and looked into the endless distance. Her sword dance never stopped, but her thoughts drifted farther and farther, throwing into this desolate realm of life, and passing through it. The bluestone long street in the city of vain returned to the place she was looking for in her heart.

The years are long, and the guardianship is constant.

From the chaos and chaos at the beginning, the sword body screamed, and then the mood was a little settled, one move and one connection was like running clouds and flowing water, the sword body trembling, she practiced the sword over and over again, like a spinning top that could not be stopped, never knowing exhausted.

Until the end, my mind was quiet and completely forgetful. She forgot what kind of space she was in, and also forgot about love and hatred.

Every time the sword is swung, the sword light emitted by countless swords does not seem to dissipate, from the sharp and sharp at the beginning to the unpretentiousness at the end, surrounded by densely dense sword shadows around her, like countless small handles. Asking the Heart Sword, like a fish in the water surrounding the water plants, like the stars arching the moon, they surround her, and whispers of joy and joy around her.

I don't know how long it took, the sword light entered her body one after another, like countless sharp knives piercing her body, but she did not feel the pain or pain, and some were just endless joy.

When the last sword light entered her body, Su Hanjin let out a whistle, her movements stopped, and she stood with her hands behind.

The clear mountain breeze passed by, the treetops and grass tips rustled, and a small fish leaped out of the river, swallowing a thin waterline. Fallen leaves hovered high and low in the sky, and a crescent moon was looming in the clouds in the distance.

At this moment, she touched the door on the fourth floor of the Sky Profound Sword Art. She saw the light leaking from the door, a place of silver radiance pouring out like the water of the Milky Way. She stood by the door, stepping on it. Moonlight everywhere.

Such an epiphany can be met but not sought. Su Hanjin's heart was very calm at this time. She crazily input spiritual energy into Wenxin Sword, causing Wenxin Sword to let out a long groan, like a dragon roaring, and the sword light was amazing!

She cut off the shocking sword and pointed it towards her toes.

Asking Xinjian broke through the ground under his feet, splitting the earth into a huge crack, like a big mouth opened by a beast, to tear everything into its abdomen. The sword light of the long sword went deep down, and after an instant, Su Hanjin only felt that her eyes flashed, and the endless wind swept her eyes so that she couldn't open her eyes, and when she opened her eyes, she found that the whole world had changed.

In front of her, there were no green mountains and flowing water, but a sea of ​​dead mountains and blood.

She was right.

This rebirth world is a formation, and the eyes of the formation are the living people who have strayed into this world. Everywhere she went, the world lived because of her, and every scenery she saw was her life burning.

Where she is, there is life.

Where she is, where the eyes are.

Su Hanjin stood holding a sword. In front of her, there were endless layers of white bones. In the distance, there were two circular stone pillars rising into the sky. Behind her, there were also two such stone pillars, like these four stone pillars supporting them. The gray sky.

The moonlight was bleak, shining on the dense white bones, causing the bones to reflect the surging light, embellishing the environment here even more gloomy. And in the center of the endless corpse, there is a skeleton standing on it. The skeleton is tall, with the left hand stretched forward, the index finger bone pointing forward, and the right hand holding the long sword hanging down and inserting it into the pile of bones. It is also the long sword. His support made his bones stand tall.

One hundred thousand years ago, many monks formed a coalition of thousands of people to besiege a casual repair. The person standing in the pile of bones, I think it was the casual cultivator. Everything here is telling the tragedy of the year, and is proving the truth of that battle. Even after a hundred thousand years, people can still feel the endless desolation.

Why was he being besieged? Is it because he fell into the magic way? Su Hanjin didn't know the past, and at this time, she was not shocked by the sight.

She took a close look around and found that all the bones were surrounded by the four stone pillars, and many more fell beside the stone pillars. The bones were twisted, and they were still in the posture of trying to climb out of the boundary of the stone pillar. Therefore, this stone pillar Is it the real formation that trapped all the monks?

Among the four stone pillars, Su Hanjin also found that her whole body was lost, and she couldn't sense a trace of spiritual energy in her body. The Heart Sword was also dim, and her hairpin could not be opened, and the white jade gourd could not be entered, as if they were none of them. What magical artifacts are just the most common jewelry and decorations in the world.

She seemed to have returned to the previous world in an instant, without comprehension, without aura, she was just an ordinary mortal.

However, here and now, the endless corpses of white bones told her that she was still dying. Although no doubt with mortals, Su Hanjin at this time was not afraid. Her guardianship is her courage.

Su Hanjin raised her foot and took a step forward. When she landed, she stepped on a broken hand bone under her foot and made a light creak. This crisp sound was particularly abrupt in the dead silence, and Su Hanjin's face was stunned, but she did not notice any abnormality.

Without aura and cultivation, she is no different from a mortal now, she can only move forward step by step like this. But the bones under the soles of the feet were all over the place, and no place was blank on the toes. She could only step on the bones and approach the central bone pile step by step, near the standing bone.

She climbed up the corpse mountain, stepped on the tired bones, the broken bones and the skulls that suddenly rolled down, it was a very tragic picture, but she did not stop, just move forward, move forward, nothing can stop her Step forward.