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In less than a blink of an eye, the sky fell apart.

The martial immortals didn't even have time to make a move, they felt the ground under their feet continuously collapsed, and they had to ride the clouds into the air to stabilize their bodies. A moment later, a blizzard suddenly fell from the Nine Heavens!

Ying Zhou's thin figure stood in the center of the hall, his bloodstained body was like red plums in snow, standing proudly.

Even the warmest colors are bitterly cold.

The immortals looked at each other in dismay, they lived indifferently, and really couldn't understand what kind of obsession it was that made Ying Zhou's heart feel ashamed, and he didn't hesitate to die with them...

The Heavenly Emperor on the high seat sighed.

He wants to protect Chao Ling, and he also wants to protect the world, even though he doesn't want to be an enemy of Ying Zhou, but Ying Zhou insists on going his own way, so he has no choice but to take action.

The golden dharma figure in the mysterious armor unfolded from the back of the emperor of heaven, and the pupilless eyes on his forehead looked at all living beings. He slowly descended from the high seat, holding a ridge of flames several feet long, and every step he took, the surrounding air was huge Shake it, as if a crack had been dug on the glacier, and it was getting bigger and deeper in his footsteps, and it was about to split the whole iceberg in two!

The young immortals were so shocked that their knees softened and they couldn't help but want to kneel down;

The older ones are even more shattered. The heavenly emperor's dharma, which has not appeared for hundreds of thousands of years, every time he appeared as early as the beginning of the world, all of them were ghosts and gods crying and blood flowing for thousands of miles——

Is the Emperor of Heaven actually going to fight Bu Zhou Tiger? !

It's just this kind of confrontation between the two, and the power of the stormy sea has burst out between the two, let alone actually fighting, and I don't know if the Jiuzhongtian can keep it...

"Emperor of Heaven! Tiger! Never!"

"Think twice!"

"Can't fight! Can't fight!"

"What should I do? What can I do when I wait!"

……

The shouts and shouts kept coming and going, and the two people in the Blizzard center seemed to have never heard of it.

Ying Zhou turned around slowly, facing the huge Dharma figure with dazzling golden eyes, Hua Gu shook slightly, the moment the Dharma figure raised his right arm high, it slipped out of Ying Zhou's hand, and countless rays of light extended from the fan bone, unfolding into a complete face the circle——

The round surface is as clear as an ice mirror, reflecting all things in the world. , Hundreds of flavors, finally turned into a girl hugging the corpse, crying loudly in front of the palace built with carved railings and jade.

That's...Xu Jingluan.

Facing the ridge of flames that fell from the thunderbolt, Bing Jing ruthlessly pushed forward!

boom--!

The picture was fragmented, and in an instant, countless air currents flew randomly, lifting the carved tops of the gilt pillars in the hall, and even countless immortals. The huge sound shook the Nine Heavens, one hundred thousand miles away, like mourning bells from a distant world.

one sound.

Second tone.

Three tones.

……

A full nine!

The ice mirror cracked countless gaps from the center, and shattered into crystal powder the moment Ying Zhou raised his head.

Everyone waited with bated breath, only to see Ying Zhou kneeling straight down——

In the center of this hall, in front of tens of thousands of gods, the white clothes were stained with blood, the figures under the white clothes were thin, and the blood under the pale skin seemed to have stopped flowing, showing a desperate blue-gray.

The heavy snow stopped, only the ancient dust drifted away.

The earth returned to calm, and the Emperor of Heaven was speechless for a long time.

"you……"

At such a moment, Ying Zhou actually gave up.

"That's all..."

He closed his eyes and sighed, and the Dharma image disappeared, "Chao Ling trespassed in the mortal world, and was punished for 200 years in the Lingling Altar, Bu Zhou Shanjun... you go back."

However, Ying Zhou didn't move, time seemed to have stopped on him.

Hundreds and thousands of years later, all the immortals present once again recalled the current scene, and they all sighed, "Buzhou Mountain Lord's love is as deep as the sea."

There was a faint light on his body, and under that light, Ying Zhou's figure gradually became transparent.

Ao Yuan's pupils shrank, and he almost subconsciously stepped forward to stop him, but before he got close, he saw Ying Zhou raised his head, looking at him quietly with a pair of clear pupils, without the weak expectation just now, he was extremely calm .

He just knelt, and there was no hostility in his body anymore, but he was determined and stubborn, bit by bit, he was annihilated together with Hua Gu.

"You are not him."

He heard Ying Zhou say.

The soft but firm voice made Ao Yuan's breathing stagnate, as if someone was holding his heart, the pain was so painful that he could hardly stand up.

He raised his hand and pressed it firmly on his heart.

He is not Xu Boyuan, so what is the cause of this pain?

Ying Zhou closed his eyes.

With the total death.

He promised to live and die together.

There is no life to life, no long time, but at least he can die with Xu Boyuan, and everything in the world has nothing to do with them, and he doesn't want to care about it anymore.

"Ying...Ying Zhou! Wait! Wait for me!"

Holding a box in his arms, Nan Ling ran out of breath. Seeing the main hall in front of him, he had already seen Ying Zhou's back, and suddenly a gray light flashed by him, wrapping his robe and dragging him Entering the hall, in a blink of an eye, he was already standing in front of Ying Zhou!

Ying Zhou's body was almost transparent, and Nan Ling's face changed drastically, "What are you doing! Do you want to commit suicide?!"

He just came out of Yulong refining, and immediately rushed over when he noticed the change in the nine heavens, no wonder Tianchen wanted him to refine Yulong, Ying Zhou's current appearance, ten Yulong might be enough!

Nan Ling tremblingly went to pull him, but his hand directly passed through Ying Zhou's body, "Ying Zhou! Ying Zhou! Don't scare me! Do you know that you..."

"Tiger."

Tian Chen beside him interrupted him, knelt down on one knee, and looked at Ying Zhou.

"Everything has a cause and effect, don't tigers want to listen to me?"

Ying Zhou's eyelashes moved slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Even though he had already read what happened today in Kunwu Book, Tianchen was still startled.

If one were to say who is the most indifferent in the world, Tian Chen thought it was him.

He is used to seeing the past and the future, knowing the cause and the effect. In his eyes, everything has a predetermined ending, which cannot be reversed or struggled, so he is indifferent, and nothing can shake him.

But Ying Zhou's gaze at this moment made Tianchen feel guilty while being surprised.

If he hadn't asked Ying Zhou to go to the mortal world, if Ying Zhou had never met Xu Boyuan, would he still be the gentle and kind Bu Zhou Tiger on Mount Bu Zhou?

It's just that there are no ifs in this world.

According to the destiny shown in Kunwu Book, no one can escape, not even him, nor Ying Zhou.

"You asked me to call you by your name," Tianchen looked at him deeply, "but I couldn't. I knew today when I led you to the mortal world, sorry."

He apologized for his concealment, but he also knew that an apology would not change anything.

Ying Zhou's eyes fell on him, and there was no light in the chaos. After a long time, his thin lips moved slightly.

"……why?"

Three words contain too much.

He was still willing to ask, and wanted to know, Tianchen breathed a sigh of relief, "Ao Yuan and Dragon Lord are all destiny, and the encounter between you and Xu Boyuan is also destiny. I have told you too much, but tiger, you will not die today, this is also destiny."

Ying Zhou was silent.

"Tiger," Tian Chen looked at him, "Xu Boyuan is destined to have a son."

Ying Zhou was taken aback.

"Do you know what I mean?"

Tian Chen's voice was very soft, so soft that no one could detect it except him and Nan Ling.

But that voice was like a cluster of flames, gently igniting a little warmth in his heart.Ying Zhou froze on the spot, his body that had almost dissipated suddenly stopped, Tianchen said: "Do you still have strength? Your injuries are too serious. There is Yulong here, and it will be better if you take it."

Nan Ling answered at the right time: "Yes, yes! I made Yulong for you, eat it quickly!"

He was in tears, and tremblingly opened the box containing Yulong, "Hey! Put away the mana! You are so weak, this medicine may not be enough, you take it first, the old man will go back and practice again!"

The medicine was handed to him, but Ying Zhou only looked at Tianchen, "You...didn't lie to me...?"

It is not uncommon to see a spiritual fetus that is a fusion of immortal and soul, such as Chao Ling.But Xu Boyuan is a mortal, how could they...

"I'm not lying to you, Tiger. I said just now that it is destiny for Aoyuan Longjun to enter the mortal world."

Ying Zhou's pupils narrowed slightly, his eyes jumped over Tianchen's shoulder, and looked at Ao Yuan behind him.

He suddenly understood, the exact same face, the sense of familiarity, and Ao Yuan's words "he is me, but I am not him", what is the reason.

It turned out to be the case.

really...

That's it.

He lowered his eyes, tried his best to gather the meager amount of mana left, and silently took the Yulong from Nan Ling's hand, and simply swallowed it.

Yulong turned into a warm trickle and rushed into the internal organs.

Tian Chen and Nan Ling looked at each other, and both heaved a sigh of relief.

"Ying Zhou, how is it?" Nan Ling asked cautiously.

With a spiritual fetus, it should be a good thing for Ying Zhou, who has lost all thoughts, but there is no sadness or joy on Ying Zhou's face. Nan Ling can't see what he is thinking at the moment, and even has a feeling that Ying Zhou is not fighting for this new life. A bad feeling to cheer up.

Ying Zhou didn't say a word, as expected, he didn't answer him.

Tian Chen on the side also frowned, Nan Ling was nervous for no reason, why did he always feel that the matter did not end here?

He tentatively asked again: "Shall I take you back to the mountains?"

Ying Zhou glanced at him lightly, but Nan Ling felt a thump in his heart because of the silence in the ancient well.

He heard Tianchen's soft sigh.

click!

There was another loud bang, and the hall sank several inches again!

"what happened?!"

"Collapsed again!"

Nan Ling managed to stabilize his figure, and said in a panic, "Ying Zhou, you..."

Ying Zhou stood up in front of him, pushed away the hand he wanted to support, turned around and walked towards the outside of the hall.

White clothes with wide sleeves and straight shoulders. He was already thin, but his back looked even more fragile at this moment. Before Nan Ling could stop him, he had already reached the entrance of the main hall.

Outside the two celestial pillars piercing through the Ninth Heaven Realm, he stopped and turned his head. He didn't know who he was looking at, but he seemed to be looking at everyone.

With just one glance, he turned back.

Don't stop this time.

The author has something to say: It’s a coincidence that the first volume ends at chapter 99

So there is another chapter tomorrow, and this volume will be over 33333