Immortal cultivators are cheap and invincible

"Everything is over." Looking into the sky, Huangfuao said in a somewhat bleak tone.Huang Mao is a good opponent. Even though he has been dissatisfied with the opponent, there is still a trace of respect deep in his heart.

In today's sky, even though the catastrophe is still raging, anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is slowly receding.And the torrent of spells is gradually disappearing.

Chu Xian'er was also a little lonely. She still remembered how high-spirited that person was when she was in the place where the immortals passed on.Even people from the boundless world had to be defeated by him in the end.It's just that good fortune tricked people, such a peerless arrogance, and finally ended up like this.

Xie Huoyun was also among the crowd, and she had some relationship with Huang Mao.When she was fighting for the inheritance, she even had a strange feeling for the other party.

However, as time passed, Xie Huoyun was a calm and wise person, and soon she knew that there would be no result between her and Huang Mao.At that time, the trace of affection that hadn't had time to germinate was cut off by her own hands.

Maybe she will never know that that young man named Huang Mao, when he was just a fledgling, was fascinated by a woman who appeared in front of him like a god of war.

They met at the wrong place and at the wrong time. Even if they were affectionate, they were at a loss in the end.But fortunately, in Xie Huoyun's life, the number one thing is always to climb the fairy road non-stop. In Huang Mao's life, he can also see the gains and losses of feelings.In this way, for them, it can be regarded as the best ending for each other.

"Senior Brother Huang..." Lou Tian looked into the air, her eyes were astringent, and her voice was choked with sobs.

Huang Yiyuan was dressed in black, standing solemnly on the messy ground.He suddenly reached out to catch a flower of blood, and suddenly a faint smell of blood came into his nose.

For some reason, Huang Yiyuan actually felt a little sad.The sadness came so suddenly that he even felt his heart hurt a little.

"Senior brother Huang, don't be sad. I think, if senior brother Huang Mao is still alive, he doesn't want to become another ignorant person." Lou Tian took a step forward, looking at Huang Yiyuan's lonely face Back, comforted.

Huang Yiyuan raised his hand to wipe his eyes, and a drop of cold liquid appeared on his finger.A person like him actually cried?

"Sister Xian'er, you hate you!" Li Ling's eyes were red, although there were still tears inside, but when she looked at Chu Xian'er, there was a sharp hatred.

Chu Xian'er just sighed slightly, she naturally knew that Li Ling liked Huang Mao.Just now, in order to prevent Li Ling from being accidentally injured, Chu Xian'er restrained Li Ling's actions while she was off guard.

Although it was for her own good, Chu Xian'er could predict Li Ling's attitude towards her now.That's all, that's all, Chu Xian'er turned around silently.Her sisterhood with Li Ling has come to an end today.

After a while, the already exhausted monks sat down cross-legged one by one.For them, they came here from avoiding spirits, and there was no rest along the way.They are so tired and really need time to clean up.

The black soil under the feet was a mess, with scorched black color and broken limbs of monks.But for the minds of the monks, these are nothing.

As time passed, no one noticed that the soil under their feet was rapidly drying up piece by piece, and the bloody spray gradually stopped.It wasn't until there was a crackling sound from the ground under their feet that the monks woke up one after another.

"Look, what's going on!? Why is the soil so dry all of a sudden?"

"En? Have you noticed why the air is so hot?"

"Hot? Oops!" Hearing this, someone suddenly shouted.

None of these monks are idiots, they heard the sound of shouting.Immediately understood something, each of them looked into the air with shock in their eyes.

The sea of ​​fire in the sky has almost disappeared, and the gray resentment floated slowly again, trying to restore its former territory.

"Broken!" Suddenly, a voice came from the air.The voice is not loud, not even the slightest murderous.But just such a word has brought a deafening effect to the monks.

"Impossible, how could he still be alive!"

"Don't be afraid, even if he is still alive, he must be at the end of his battle!"

"...Wait, what if he succeeded in crossing the tribulation?"

As soon as the voice appeared, the scene fell silent.Most of the cultivators lowered their heads slightly, with traces of fear appearing in their expressions.

But Huangfu Ao and the others all looked solemn, and the seriousness in their eyes became more and more obvious.In an instant, Huang Yiyuan's eyes burst out with a burst of light of extreme surprise, but the next moment, he completely restrained them, and replaced them with a calm look.

Only Li Ling's eyes were full of tears, and he wiped his face with both hands indiscriminately, choked up and said: "Daxian, you are not dead, right? Daxian, I am Ling'er, do you still remember me? Daxian, I It's Ling'er..."

For Li Ling, Huang Mao was the person who inspired her first love in her teenage years, and was also the cinnabar mole of her teenage years.The woman had a deep affection, and from then on, Li Ling could no longer accommodate anyone in her heart.

Amidst Li Ling's shouts, the remaining power of the torrent of spells exploded with a bang.Among them, a figure stood firmly in midair.This figure is not strong, even a little thin.But the aura he exuded at this moment made everyone tremble with fear.

Huang Mao opened his scarlet eyes and looked indifferently at those people underground, yes, now he should not be called Ah Mu, but Huang Mao.

In this catastrophe, he failed.Because of the last moment, because of the torrent of spells, he fell short in the end.But even so, he is still a person who has experienced a half-time catastrophe, and half of his body has transformed into a drought.The other half will not be fully transformed until after the next catastrophe.

His situation, among human monks, should be called forming a fake baby.The cultivation base is stronger than that of a monk who formed an alchemy, but weaker than any monk who formed an infant.

As for the memory, he did not recover it either.It's just that during the catastrophe, he watched those memories completely.For the monks, the memory has always been very good, and they can be remembered thoroughly after reading it once.

After reading those memories, Huang Mao knew that those things had happened to him, but he lacked a sense of substitution and experience.But even so, he still knows that his name is Huang Mao, he has a martial art, and even... has a lover.

Looking down at Huang Yiyuan, Huang Mao's heart was calm without any disturbance.For him, the memory of 'Huang Mao' was like watching a movie, but the story in the movie made him feel nothing at all.

Sensing the sight from above, Huang Yiyuan raised his head, and met Huang Mao with heavy eyes.

Huang Mao pulled a stiff mocking smile, it was really heartless.How long has he lost his memory?How long does it take to become a corpse?There was no trace of affection in Huang Yiyuan's eyes.

It stands to reason that the other party has fused the blood of that immortal.If there is still love for him, then the love will be transformed into endless hatred.Unless they are specially made fairy artifacts, they are immortal existences.

Of course, there is another possibility that they can get along so peacefully, that is, one party has no feelings at all, and they can live in peace like strangers.

For some reason, Huang Yiyuan's heart suddenly became flustered.For the first time, he averted his eyes with an evasive mentality.

"Get lost!" Huang Mao said coldly, looking away.

His voice was filled with endless hostility, upon hearing this, many monks subconsciously wanted to run away.Just a moment later, each of them had distressed expressions on their faces.Outside the end of the boundary monument, there are endless wandering souls.They also wished they could get out sooner, but they really couldn't.

"...Everyone, don't believe him, he's a liar! He didn't succeed in surviving the tribulation at all, and at most he's just like a fake baby." Ma Xinruo's eyes flashed with surprise, but then he shouted suddenly with joy.

But she noticed the soil under her feet. If it was really a drought, how could it be so simple?It must be that he was bluffing at the moment, thus deceiving everyone.

"Looking for death!" In an instant, a large amount of resentment emerged from behind Huang Mao, and under the protection of the resentment, he sprinted down from the air and directly grabbed Ma Xinruo.

His speed was so fast and ruthless that most of the monks had no time to react.Huang Mao's face was covered with an angry look, but he also knew in his heart that he was indeed at the end of his strength.If there is no way to quickly deter this group of monks, what awaits him is endless killing.

Ma Xinruo knew that he had no way to avoid it, looking at Huang Mao who was driving away with a murderous intent, fear also rose in his heart.

Kacha, there was a crisp sound of neck snapping.

boom!Huang Mao threw the corpse out of his hands.The corpse in Huang Mao's hands was not Ma Xinruo's, but Su Yuan who had been by her side all along.The art of stealing the sky and changing the pillars, the Red Dust Sect really paid for it, and even gave Ma Xinruo such a life-saving art.

The art of stealing the sky and changing pillars, as the name suggests, is that someone practices this exercise, and then injects the two Gu worms cultivated by this exercise into the bodies of two people.If the host of the mother Gu encounters a certain death, the child Gu can come out to help prevent the disaster.

This technique is equivalent to deceiving the way of heaven. It is naturally extremely difficult to practice, and if you succeed in cultivation, you will definitely not be willing to give it to others.Who would not care about an extra life?

In this way, Huang Mao felt that the Hongchen sect was really willing to spend money on Ma Xinruo.

At this moment, Ma Xinruo had already flew away from where Huang Mao was.Huang Mao looked at Ma Xinruo coldly, before he could fly up to him, he was stopped by Huangfu Ao.

"Huang Mao, I think you have your own intelligence even if you become the corpse leader, let her go. You have already killed Su Yuan, and if you kill her again, will Qilou and Hongchen be completely immortal!?" Huangfu Ao looked at him and said in a deep voice.

"You guys can take care of my affairs!?" Suddenly, Huang Mao looked at the crowd.His whole body was full of evil spirits, and his eyes were full of wantonness and publicity.

In this world, nothing can influence his will!

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