I have been bound in a forbidden place for five hundred years. Why are you crying when I am a casual

It was a man in a bloody battle robe.

In the breeze, the man's sleeves rustled and his black hair danced in the wind.

He turned his back to Gu Xiu.

like a statue.

But Gu Xiu couldn't help but take out the piece of god and demon bone again.

The whole person became extremely alert in an instant.

He has seen countless talented people and killed countless masters with his sword. Even when facing the supreme being, he would not lose his composure too much.

But rather.

When he saw this figure, Gu Xiu felt extremely alert, as if that figure carried the power to destroy the world and was a danger beyond the Supreme Being.

However, after observing intently for a while, Gu Xiu suddenly couldn't help but frown.

He didn't sense any sign of life in this figure.

Slightly hesitant.

Gu Xiu stepped forward and slowly moved closer.

The closer he got, the more certain Gu Xiu became that this was just a corpse that had been dead for who knows how many years, because there wasn't a trace of spiritual energy or soul fluctuations on the body.

It seems that he has already lost his soul.

Only the body remains immortal and still exists in the world.

"This battle is destined to be lost. Have you really thought it through?" At this moment, a voice came.

The voice came suddenly, and Gu Xiu turned around immediately.

But I don’t know when.

Behind him stood a phantom hidden in the yellow sand. His face could not be seen clearly, and he could not tell whether he was a man or a woman. More importantly, when Gu Xiu scanned with his spiritual sense, he still could not detect this person.

As Gu Xiu watched, the figure who had his back to him the entire time, standing like a pine tree, chuckled softly:

"Is it inevitable that I will lose?"

"Then...lose gracefully!"

In an instant, yellow sand rushed up into the sky, and then Gu Xiu discovered that among the yellow sand, there were figures hiding in the sand.

They rushed towards the sky, their swords, spears, and halberds seeming to carry boundless power.

And their enemies.

It is a mysterious enemy whose traces cannot be seen in the sky.

This is a bloody battle.

Broken limbs and arms continuously fell from the sky, one after another rapidly falling, and there was an endless killing intent. The mysterious enemy above the sky seemed invincible. Gu Xiu had never seen it. All he could see was the dead people one after another in the yellow sand, eventually turning into corpses and sinking.

"Is this the great battle that happened in the past?" Gu Xiu's heart was pounding when he discovered this.

The scene before our eyes is not actually happening at this moment, but is the history of this world. It is just projected out within the supreme rules of this world, as if it does not want to be forgotten.

Or……

I want to make myself see the general!

"We still have to lose in the end. It's so damn frustrating." The figure that had been hiding in the yellow sand behind Gu Xiu before appeared again. He seemed to be seriously injured, coughing up blood and cursing.

But the figure with his back to Gu Xiu was silent this time. He looked up at the sky, wondering if he was looking at his friends who had died one after another in the cruel battlefield.

Still looking at the enemy that cannot be seen clearly outside the sky.

After a moment, he said softly, "The outcome is not yet decided, it's too early to say defeat."

"You said..." At this moment, the figure with his back to Gu Xiu suddenly turned around and looked at Gu Xiu:

"is it?"

This question exploded in Gu Xiu's ears and seemed to ring in his heart, like a huge Huang Lu bell, making him freeze in place, his eyes fixed on the figure turning back.

Because that person...

Looks exactly like me!

The only difference was that the man's white hair had turned black, and his eyes were filled with a gleam that seemed to be able to see through everything. He did not look much older, but instead was filled with a tremendous fighting spirit.

This is myself, and it is not myself.

Not like my future self, but like my past self.

This feeling is mysterious.

What’s more important is that when facing the gaze of that figure, something in Gu Xiu’s heart seemed to be suddenly torn apart, and he couldn’t tell what it was.

But it can be noticed.

On the Qi Hai Dao platform in his Dantian, the golden elixir that had already been engraved with the nine layers of divine patterns suddenly burst out with bursts of golden light.

And amidst this golden light.

What power.

It emerged from his limbs and bones, from all around him, and quickly entered the Qi Hai Jin Dan, while these layers of special power were poured into it.

Above his golden elixir.

The tenth level of Dao pattern is slowly emerging on it!

Moreover, as the tenth level of Dao patterns slowly appeared, the nine divine patterns that originally existed on Gu Xiu's golden elixir also began to slowly merge at this moment.

This is……

The tenth level of golden elixir!

Golden Elixir Great Perfection!!!

Gu Xiu didn't understand what was happening, but he could vaguely feel that there was some power that belonged to him, which was constantly emerging and melting into his golden elixir.

At this time.

Even Gu Xiu did not dare to be negligent. He immediately sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, concentrating on casting the tenth level of divine pattern, pushing his own cultivation to the golden elixir state of great perfection.

While Gu Xiu was practicing, the figure who looked exactly like him looked at Gu Xiu again, then turned his head and looked at the sky.

He took the first step forward, heading towards the unimaginable terror above the sky, leaving behind only a silhouette and a chant that resounded throughout the heavens and earth:

"If this life is not lived in this life, where can it be born from?"

"I want to hold a sword."

"Fight for him!"

……

When something unexpected happened in this special space, on the other side, the Qingxuan Holy Land.

Thinking about the cliff.

"Senior Sister, let's start!" He Mengyun spoke softly with determination, and then finally, without waiting for Nian Chaoxi's response, the power of her soul suddenly surged.

Followed by.

A soul grinding wheel that should not have existed appeared above Nian Chaoxi's head. At the same time as the soul grinding wheel appeared, a white smoke-like aura emerged from Nian Chaoxi's body.

Immediately afterwards, a figure that looked like smoke formed in front of Nian Chaoxi.

She is He Mengyun!

This is He Mengyun's most refined spiritual power. It appears at this moment, looking at the spiritual millstone above his head, his eyes flashing with heat and expectation.

She had tried to commit suicide with the Soul Grindstone more than once.

But each time ended in failure.

But now, she can finally get what she wants. At this moment, she looks back again, glances at Nian Chaoxi, and then glances at the entire Qingxuan. There is a moment in her eyes.

A hint of reluctance flashed by.

But in the end, she still soared into the sky without saying a word, and the power of her soul crashed into the soul millstone.

All of a sudden.

As the millstone turned, He Mengyun's incomparably powerful spiritual power was shattered bit by bit in an instant. Every bit of it was crushed into spiritual light and floated out.

Flying in front of Nian Chaoxi.

Like thousands of brilliant butterflies.

Seeing this scene, Nian Chaoxi couldn't help but shed tears. This was her sixth junior sister, the one who was not good at speaking and was cautious.

I could vaguely hear the scenes of He Mengyun:

"Hello, Senior Sister... My name is Mengyun..."

"I can't speak, so I'll say less, but I want to help everyone, or... or I can learn puppetry."

"Big Sister, we were wrong from the beginning."

“No one in this world wants to talk to me.”

"..."

These voices come from the bottom of my heart.

Looking at He Mengyun, who was resolute and never looked back, it was difficult to connect the girl in front of him with the timid, cowardly, timid and cautious person in his memory.

same.

It was also hard to tell from the smile on her face that she was grinding her soul.

How could ordinary people endure the pain of a shattered soul?

Not to mention, in order to complete the plan, He Mengyun's soul will be shattered extremely slowly, which means that the pain she will suffer will last longer, and she will even have to stay awake all the time.

This is unimaginable torture.

Can be biased.

Although He Mengyun was suffering endless pain at this moment, there was no sign of pain on her face, and she always had a smile on her face.

Eyes full of anticipation.

It seemed as if this was the destination she most longed for.

Nian Chaoxi bit her lips lightly.

After watching for a while, he finally took a deep breath, pinched the magic formula in his hand, and then pointed a finger at his forehead, and streams of divine power surged out.

Finally, it turned into a mirror in front of Nian Chaoxi.

This.

It is the mirror of reincarnation that you think of day and night!

Imprisoned here, she could not use her cultivation or magic weapons, but this Tianji Samsara Mirror was intertwined with her life, and now she could take it out when she was willing to give up everything.

Take another look at the myriad of spiritual lights that bloomed after He Mengyun’s soul was crushed.

Nian Chaoxi finally stopped hesitating.

He pointed one finger at the white jade silkworm that was still wriggling forward, and then pointed another finger at the pure spiritual light that was ground into powder around it.

There seems to be some connection between the three.

But soon.

The spiritual light of the soul suddenly began to fade away, and the pure life force brought by He Mengyun to Nian Chaoxi's body also burned again at this moment.

Divination with divine secrets!

Start!