Lin Yuanxing

"Lin Yuanxing (!

Su Yun continued to fall, and the sense of powerlessness continued to flow in, and his physical primordial spirit continued to decompose and turned into chaotic energy, which would make him weaker and weaker.

He fell into the Seventh Immortal Realm and saw You Chao being born in Killing Emperor from a distance.

You Chaosheng killed the emperor over and over again, but every time the emperor died suddenly, he would regenerate in the cycle of reincarnation, endless and never stopped.

Su Yun's face was gloomy, and all thoughts were ashamed.

Without his help, You Chaosheng could not achieve the integration of the five strings and break the loop of reincarnation.

It is not Dihu that prevents Youchao from being born, but the Reincarnation Flying Ring, the Saint King of Reincarnation.

The saint king of reincarnation is like a cat who caught a mouse, teasing You Chaosheng, watching him doing useless work side by side. You Chaosheng will be killed when he gets tired of playing.

"Now, no one can stop this."

He fell into the imperial court.

The Seventh Immortal Realm was originally shrouded by Su Yun's Dao Realm, and there was no tendency to become ashes, and the vitality and the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth regained their vitality. And now Su Yun not only the cultivation base mana is constantly turning into chaos, even the whole person is chaosing, and the seventh immortal world is also starting to turn into chaos again.

It's just that the process of looting is very long, but the trend is unavoidable.

Ordinary people can't feel the weakness of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth at all, and only immortals can perceive the sudden turn of the seventh immortal world from prosperity to decline at this moment.

But this kind of change is minor, people's lives will continue, and it won't be like the rapid depletion of the heaven and earth's vitality during the Tribulation Immortal's chaos.

The Seventh Immortal Realm can persist for a long time before the Tiandi Dao withered and withered, even during this period, the vitality of the heavens and the earth can support more spiritual men to become immortals, and there may even be a few Dao-level Nine Heavens. .

However, without Su Yun's blessing, all this would be a dream.

Su Yun landed in the imperial palace, and the saint king of reincarnation was very considerate. He did not smash him to death or let him fall on his head and feet. Instead, he gently placed him on the ground.

Su Yun stood there silently, trying to mobilize his cultivation, but he couldn't mobilize any vitality.

The congenital qi in his body turned into chaotic air, and the primordial spirit was constantly chaotic. His vitality had been cut off. The reason why he is not dead now is that his body and primordial spirit are too strong, and it takes some to completely turn into chaotic air. Only time.

Sooner or later, he will turn into a group of chaotic air and dissipate in this world.

"Your Majesty is back!"

When a palace lady found him, she couldn't help being overjoyed and hurriedly ran around, announcing the good news.

Su Yun opened his mouth, but didn't say anything to stop him.

Soon after, Emperor Yuntian returned to the imperial capital and the disappearance spread throughout the imperial capital. Soon Chi Xiaoyao found it and said with a smile: "Junior Brother, you are back, how is the battle going?"

The corners of Su Yun's mouth moved without speaking.

Chi Xiaoyao excitedly said: "Now the world is peaceful, isn't it? Finally, there is no need to fight!"

At this time, Ying Long's voice came from outside: "Your Majesty is back? How is the battle going?"

Before his voice fell, he heard the voices of Bai Ze and Nu Chou and others: "Your Majesty's return must have brought great news!"

"Nonsense! Your Majesty will fight to the death with the Saint King of Reincarnation. If you don't win, how can you come back?"

They rushed in, and Su Yun saw the smiling faces and opened his mouth, but could not speak.

Chi Xiaoyao smiled and said: "Your Majesty has won! The world is peaceful!"

Ying Long Baize and the others were excited and cheered.

More people rushed to hear the news, Hong Luo, Penghao, Sang Tianjun and others were caught in Su Yun's eyes. They heard the good news of Su Yun's victory before they came to Su Yun's side, and the cheers were louder and more anxious.

Soon after, the ancient gods who had come from afar also learned the news, and they were overjoyed.

Zuo Songyan also came here. He has been unable to cultivate into the Dao Realm Nine Heavens for a long time.

"Have you won?" he asked tremblingly.

After receiving the affirmative reply from Ying Long and others, he couldn't help tearing his eyes, and he was too excited to hold on to himself.

The people in the imperial capital were even more happy, running around and telling each other. At night, people light up the lights and hold a grand celebration, and the street lights are shining in the sky.

These noises seemed to have nothing to do with Su Yun. He sent everyone away and sat alone in the empty hall.

"There are four years left, and I have four years left!"

The light of hope ignited in his eyes again, and his breathing was a little short: "I can resolve this deadlock, I can definitely do it! All these years of suffering have come over, nothing can stump me!"

He thought hard, looking for life.

The celebration in the imperial capital lasted more than half a month before it slowly ended. After the carnival, people still live as usual, but their speech and demeanor are not as solemn as before.

Their mentality is much better than before, optimistic and sunny, as if any difficulties no longer exist.

Even Zuo Songyan, who has been cultivating hard and no longer drinking and having fun these years, was drunk at the celebration and had fun, leaving behind the gloom that had suppressed him for six or seven years.

Ying Long and the others originally wanted to invite Su Yun to come out and have fun with the people, but Su Yun was in retreat and thought he was seriously injured, so they didn't bother.

It's just that Su Yun's retreat this time was extremely long, until one day, Chi Xiaoyao couldn't help breaking into the hall of his retreat practice.

Chi Xiaoyao didn't find Su Yun, only saw an old man with white temples sitting on the ground.

"Is Emperor Yuntian here?" Chi Xiaoyao asked.

The old man sat on the ground, bowed his head and said nothing.

With doubts in his heart, Chi Xiaoyao looked around, but still did not find Su Yun, so he planned to leave.

"Senior Xiaoyao..." An old hoarse voice came from behind her.

Chi Xiaoyao trembled and turned around, revealing an incredible color. The white-haired old man raised his head tremblingly, revealing a face that made her familiar and unfamiliar.

"Senior Sister Xiaoyao..."

There was chaos in his eyes, ears, nose and mouth, and the corners of his mouth trembled a few times, "I'm defeated."

Chi Xiaoyao only felt that the sky was spinning, and her mind was blank, but she heard herself comforting the old man: "It's okay, it's okay for the younger brother, isn't victory or defeat a common occurrence? It's okay..."

She stepped forward, squatted down and took the old man in her arms, softly soothing.

"This time is different, there is no hope of a comeback..."

The old man looked up at her, tears streaming down his wrinkled face, as if he suddenly lost control of his emotions and collapsed, and could no longer manage his Dao Xin, "I have searched for all possibilities, there is no hope anymore. !"

Chi Xiaoyao didn't know how she got out of this hall. She only knew that she tried her best to keep smiling and smiling to everyone she met.

She learned this secret from the elderly Su Yun. She had to bury this secret in her heart and couldn't tell anyone.

She only had time to get out of the imperial palace, only to feel that this secret was going to crush her.

She hurried into the air, quickly left this place, returned to her residence, locked the door of her house, and locked herself in the room before she dared to cry.

It wasn't until her children came to see her that she finished her makeup and walked out without incident.

Chi Xiaoyao sent people out to look for the little emperor. After a few months, they finally found the little emperor who was practicing in retreat.

The little emperor came into the palace to see Su Yun. Three months later, the little emperor came out and shook his head at Chi Xiaoyao: "I can do nothing. Although I can do nothing, maybe there is someone else who can save him. It’s just that I can’t go in there, only those who have cultivated to the emperor realm can go in without dying. I’m not.”

He left sadly: "It will take me a while to cultivate to the Emperor Realm, but before that, he is already dead."

Chi Xiaoyao walked into the palace and saw Su Yun sitting there, surrounded by chaos, his body was like a wood, and his heart was like ashes.

Chi Xiaoyao didn't know what to say, turned and left.

After she left, the red dress fluttered in front of Su Yun's eyes, dyeing the dim and unclear world in his eyes red.

"Su Lang..."

The sultry voice came, fiddled in his withered Dao heart, but Su Yun's Dao heart's chord couldn't make a beautiful sound.

"Su Lang, I feel your frustration, anger, and powerlessness."

Su Yun lay on top of the red dress, his figure rising and falling with the dancing of the red dress, he curled up like a baby. Wutong did not know when he appeared, he was snuggling on Wutong's legs.

The beautiful woman is as beautiful as ever.

She gently stroked his white hair, slid her fingers across the wrinkles on his face, and exasperated Zhilan: "You are desperate, perished, your pure heart is broken and shattered, you are so close to me for the first time. Hold me tight, Fall into demons with me..."

Su Yun hugged her body tightly and pressed his side face to her lower abdomen, and a sense of weightlessness spread. Together, they fell into the darkness, endlessly falling.

She was whispering in his ears, be enchanted, the man I love the most, be enchanted with me.

Combine with me and turn into a bird with wings.

Side by side with me, like a butterfly in a flower.

Roll along with me, take off the shackles of this body, no more disguise.

Blend together, fall together, become a demon together.

Let the darkness fill the heart of Dao, let the darkness of the heart of Dao be released happily, unfettered, and enjoy the joy of the soul brought by the joy of the flesh.

The red dress fluttered and danced in the palace, covering the spring.

She led Su Yun and enjoyed the beauty of being enchanted.

This is her obsession, the last obsession.

To lure her lover into a demon, she can only cultivate to the Ninth Heaven of Demon Dao. At this moment, she waited too long.

She induced Su Yun to fall, and Su Yun could no longer resist, and followed her to dance, follow her to sink, and follow her to the devil and love.

Wutong finally cultivated the Nine Heavens of the Demon Way, but she suddenly shed tears.

She looked at the man who was cuddling with herself, knowing that the man she loved had only the body left.

She became the empress of the magic way, got what she wanted, but also lost what she loved.

But she couldn't bear to let go, couldn't bear to abandon this man who had only a body left.

She demanded endlessly, but gradually realized that Su Yun was becoming gaunt and faint, and his vitality was fading away.

The Empress of the Demon Dao was a little anxious and upset. She wanted to save him, but she knew that it was against her own way. Perhaps if this heart moved, she couldn't go any further.

Since the merging of the seventy-two caves and heavens, the magic way has become more prosperous, and there are many calamities. Wutong took this opportunity to cultivate to the eighth layer of the Dao realm, because there was never a chance for Su Yun to degenerate into a demon.

Through catastrophes, she had already accumulated an incomparably powerful background, but she was just short of a chance to lure Su Yun into the devil.

This time she broke through and cultivated into the Nine Heavens of Demon Dao, and her cultivation strength has also increased to an unimaginable level. You must know that the Demon Dao contains 1,800 kinds of avenues, and the cultivation of the Demon Dao Nine Heavens is to cultivate these thousand and eight hundred great avenues to the Nine Heavens. !

One can imagine how powerful her background is!

She also felt the tenth heaven of Demon Dao.

This tenth Heavenly Dao Realm represents the supreme achievement. For her, she must implement the Demon Dao to the end and not violate the Demon Heart before she can hope to cultivate into the Dao Realm.

If the heart to save Su Yun is moved, there is hope that Dao Realm will be cut off.

Wutong hugged Su Yun to sleep, nestled on his chest, and when she woke up, she put on her red dress, and her long red dress fluttered behind her and flew out of the palace.

"Dili, you are the wisest person in the world, do you know how to save him?" Wutong found Xiao Dili and asked.

The little emperor said quickly: "Friends of Taoism, the emperor Yuntian is cut off, and the saint king of reincarnation penetrates the cycle of reincarnation, and shakes all the emperor Yuntian at any point in time. It is inevitable that his body and soul will become chaotic. I am not a chaos. , I can't think of any way to save him, but Emperor Chaos is, maybe he has a way."

Wutong was about to leave, and the little emperor said quickly, "Friends, wait. The chaos is so heavy that it shields all Taoist magical powers, even if your magical powers are more powerful than mine back then, I am afraid that there will be death and no life when entering it!"

Wutong's complexion was indifferent and left.

She took Su Yun to Guanghan Palace, under the laurel tree. In Guanghan Mountain Cuiwei, the laurel trees are vast, and the phoenix trees worship this sacred tree. The roots of the sacred tree are connected to the void and run through the world.

Wutong took Su Yun to the edge of the universe and walked off the branches.

The chaotic air floated in front of them, Wutong hesitated, grabbed Su Yun's hand, carried him on his back, and walked into the chaotic air.

She immediately felt the oppression from the Qi of Chaos, and in just an instant, she blocked her magic way, making her magical powers useless, and there was no magic.

The red clothes began to shatter, and Wutong's skin exploded like porcelain.

She was dripping with blood, and then the powerful body of the human demon resisted the erosion of the chaos, gritted her teeth and carried Su Yun on her back and walked towards the depths of the chaos.

"Su Lang, I borrowed from your death to become a Taoist, maybe you can borrow from my death to come back to life. You and me are entangled in this way..."

She walked with Su Yun on her back for an unknown amount of time, but this chaotic energy still has no end.

"anyone there?"

There were only bones left in the phoenix tree, and the body of the human demon could not hold on, and the cultivation base of the Nine Heavens of Demon Path was also wiped out.

"anyone there?"

She shouted, UU reading www. uukanshu.com "Can someone save him? I can't hold on..."

She knelt down, the bones of her legs couldn't support her, and began to shatter under the pressure of chaos.

"Is anyone..." She squeezed Su Yun's hand tightly.

At this moment, she knew that her Dao heart was over, so she lay down with Su Yun.

"Alright." She whispered.

At this time, a huge face emerged from the chaos: "Girl, who are you looking for?"

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