Fall in love with a dead enemy [rebirth]

Branches, leaves and fruits were scattered all over the ground, like a layer of broken crystals, crystal clear, exuding light like stars, especially dazzling in a dark place, the shimmer of Zhuochen beads was completely covered by this light.

The evil creatures are like moths to a flame, fighting desperately for that bit of starlight.

The number of evil spirits chasing and killing Zhong Ying and Zhong Ying has been reduced by [-]%. The two cooperate with each other, and the coping is easy.

Zhong Ying turned his head sideways, Jun Buyi looked back, his eyes met each other, both of them had the same meaning in their eyes.

--go!

They joined hands to repel the evil thing beside them, and when the two were about to escape, a series of shrill roars came from behind and spread throughout the entire land.

Zhong Ying grabbed Jun Buyi's sleeve and looked back.

I saw the branches, leaves and fruits spreading all over the ground began to dissipate, turning into little fireflies, converging in the air, forming a snow-white ball, after which black spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the ball, and clusters of white light fell from the air, forming a A huge meteor shower.

The closest evil thing was hit by a huge force, curled up on the ground, howling in pain.

The evil things that are far away are like a tide, fleeing frantically.

Zhong Ying's expression froze, something that can easily hurt high-level evil things should not be underestimated, so he pulled Jun Buyi to avoid it, and when he couldn't avoid it, he took a gun and threw it away.

After hiding for a few times, Jun Buyi held Zhong Ying's hand: "Yingying, there's no need to hide, we won't be hurt."

Zhong Ying was taken aback.

A "shooting star" hits straight, the two trust each other unconditionally, Zhong Ying sees that Jun does not want to dodge, so he follows him and does not dodge.

"Meteor" enveloped the two of them, and a pure and warm power spread throughout their bodies, relieving the fatigue of their bodies and the power that was wasted just now to deal with the evil.

The clothes and black hair were covered with fine fragments of light, like a layer of stars, Zhong Ying stretched out his hand and looked at the snowy light on his fingertips, only then did he realize that it was not a cold and evil spirit, but an extremely pure and gentle power.

Non-spiritual power, non-magic power, non-monster power... This seems to be the source of all power, and the only word that can describe it is pure.

Zhong Ying muttered: "Is this the power bred by the most evil tree?"

If this is the case, he will not destroy the tree of the most evil!

What kind of evil tree is that? It is clearly a divine tree!

Jun Buyi shook his head and corrected: "To be precise, it is this power that gave birth to the tree of the most evil."

After pondering for a moment, Jun Buyi speculated: "Perhaps, the tree of the most evil is to transform this power into evil energy, bear fruit, and feed evil things..."

The evil things are so crazy to compete for the fruit of the tree of the most evil, which shows that the fruit can indeed enhance their strength. They are the evil things born from the endless abyss. What makes them desire so much is naturally the strong energy of the most evil.

But the "meteor" can hurt them, which means that the power in the meteor is completely different from the power in the fruit, and they even restrain each other.

"That is to say, it was a good smash?" Zhong Ying raised his eyebrows.

Jun Buyi nodded, and seeing Zhong Ying's brows and eyes tainted with a flamboyant smile, he couldn't help but feel bright, and bent the corners of his lips following him.

While the two were talking, this grand meteor shower was coming to an end, except for Zhong Ying and the other two present, looking around, there was no living evil thing to be seen.

Most of those evil creatures hid in the depths of the tiankeng, and a small part was annihilated in the meteor shower.

However, this was not the end, the ground began to tremble, and the entire abyss began to tremble.

Zhong Ying suddenly found that the scenery in front of them had completely changed.

The originally dark abyss turned into a blue sky, the originally desolate land was covered by green plants, the mountains in the distance were undulating in the clouds and mist, and the gurgling streams surrounded the mountain peaks, in a piece of blue, like strips of white practice.

The spirit beast is resting by the river, licking its own fluff with its tongue, and the tits on the branches are chirping...

This time, Zhong Ying knew that he had entered an illusion without needing to say anything.

However, even so, Zhong Ying didn't feel agitated or flustered, instead he was quite relaxed, because Jun Buyi was beside him, the two of them were holding hands, and they were not separated by the illusion.

A crack suddenly opened in the sky, and the color of chaos in the crack distorted space and time.

One after another silhouettes descended from the cracks, and the aura of each one was so severe and terrifying that all the beast kings in the mountain range prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling.

Zhong Ying opened his eyes slightly.

He saw the emperor coming in a golden chariot, and he also saw the evil god at the beginning...

Afterwards, a series of powerful auras also appeared on the ground, not weaker than the power from tearing the void. Yu Zhong Ying said that the most familiar one was a piece of Buddha's light.

Following the breath of Buddha's light, Zhong Ying looked over and saw a bald young monk in cassock, white, tender and chubby, with two dimples on his face when he smiled.

The little monk's eyes are very pure, like a newborn baby, untouched by the years and the world of mortals.

This should be the owner of the Buddha bone relic on the floating soil.

When Zhong Ying thought this way, he saw the little monk looking in one direction, clasped his hands together, recited a Buddhist saying, and asked peacefully, "Benefactor, why are you here?"

This place may be an illusion, or it may be the memory left in the soil corpses in the endless abyss. It is completely out of the control of others, and Zhong Ying and the two can't interfere at all.

However, following the gaze of the little monk, Zhong Ying saw a person walking from the Bizhu creek.

The man came stepping on clouds and mist, his silver hair was half bundled with a jade hairpin, flowing behind him like a galaxy in the sky, and under his forehead was an extremely gentle face.

This is... Lord Xuehui!

Zhong Ying was surprised, and heard Shenjun laughing: "Lan Xi came by appointment."

The following picture was extremely chaotic, with countless people and objects sliding past the eyes like shadows, countless words and beast roars echoing in the ears, and it was impossible to figure out why.

It seems that countless memory fragments are mixed together to form a torrent of memory, submerging Zhong Ying in it.

Melting gold flowed in Zhong Ying's eyes, like a golden crow looking down on the world from the nine heavens, trying his best to distinguish the fragments in the torrent of memory.

He saw the evil god slaughtering living beings, he also saw the evil god being dismembered, he saw the emperor driving a chariot to intimidate all directions, he also saw the emperor fall from the sky, he also saw the little monk chanting the Buddha's name with compassion on his face, I saw the head of the little monk fell to the ground...

He saw the soil stained red with blood, and piles of bones.

Seeing the earth torn apart and falling into the endless void...

This is a world-destructive melee, there is no winner, only the end of the loser, which directly led to the severance of the inheritance of the ancient immortality.

Zhong Ying suddenly understood this, and took a deep breath in his heart.

Finally, Zhong Ying found Xuehui Shenjun again in the torrent of memory.

This is a simple and unsophisticated palace, surrounded by green pines and cypresses and sea of ​​clouds.Two people sat cross-legged, drinking tea and chatting.One of them is Xuehui Shenjun, and the other is a woman in palace attire with high hair on her temples.

Such a leisurely and gentle god is completely different from the god who was imprisoned in the Demon-Suppressing Sword Tower. Zhong Ying vaguely saw the founder of Taiyi Sect and the master of the world 5000 years ago.

The bell should try its best to distinguish the sounds in it.

The woman in the palace costume sneered and said: "I have friends all over three thousand worlds, I have passed down the Taoism in dozens of worlds, and I have countless disciples, but now I am in big trouble, and they can't avoid it... It seems that they If you don't covet the thing in my hand, it's just a reward."

"In the end, you are the only one who came to help me from the other world, Lan Xi. Among them, I don't want you to come the most. You are the only one who has truly inherited the orthodoxy of this seat."

Lord Xuehui smiled, and said softly: "When I got the inheritance, I promised that I will do my best to repay it in the future."

The woman in the palace costume sighed: "It turns out to be a promise! You haven't changed at all, and it's not in vain for me to help you."

"However, if you really encounter something, you should leave this world."

The sound is intermittent, and the memory images are often washed away by other memories, and Zhong Ying has to search hard again.

"That thing fell into my hometown and became part of the world. If it is taken away, the foundation of the world will be damaged."

"...When I get to the things in my hands, I still want to dig them out and make their daydreams!"

"This seat has already been recognized by the Dao of Heaven, and is about to become the master of a world. Let's see whether they will kill me soon, or this seat will become the master of a world soon!"

"Hmph! At that time, none of them will be able to escape..."

The picture was shattered, and Zhong Ying heard the sad and weak screams and faint sobs of the woman in palace costume.

"Ah—how did it become like this?"

"How did it get to this point..."

"How... how...how could... die together?"

"..."

The torrent of memory buried in the abyss, like bubbles under the light, existed for a very short time before dissipating without a trace.

When Zhong Ying landed on the ground, his eyes were sore, and he couldn't help closing them. After a while, when he opened them again, he saw the desolate, dead, and cold abyss again.

And the ninth Zhuochen bead broke at some point, and Jun Buyi twisted the tenth Zhuochen bead with his fingertips.

The shimmer of Zhuochen beads enveloped the fingertips, the fingertips were like jade and snow, Jun didn't want to lower his eyes, as if he was thinking about something, compared with the calm and indifferent in the past, he was a little more serious.

Zhong Ying said: "Unexpectedly, what did you see?"

Jun Buyi raised his eyes: "What about you?"

Zhong Ying then told Jun Buyi exactly what he saw.Because the segment was incomplete, he spoke very carefully, and finally concluded: "According to what I saw, there should be something that fell into our world. Being able to come to our world has led to the destruction of the ancient world and the severance of the inheritance of immortality."

"Shenjun also came at that time, but he didn't seem to come to fight for it, but came to help by appointment..."

"Later, the two sides seemed to fight too hard, and everyone died together, forming an endless abyss..."

Jun Buyi opened his lips slightly: "The woman you mentioned who almost became the lord of a world is not dead."

"What?" Zhong Ying blinked.

"I saw."

"Is she still alive? I thought only Shenjun survived."

"Not at all." Jun Buyi shook his head, narrated what he saw in a deep voice, and said, "After the war, she is already at the end of her strength and won't live long. It's just..."

"Don't be a fool!"

Jun Buyi pursed his lips: "She seems to have done something, but I didn't see it completely, it was just a guess."

Zhong Ying: "..."

I have read three points of ancient secrets, guessed three points, and still have four points that I don't know at all. This kind of half-knowledge feeling is really uncomfortable.

Zhong Ying was full of doubts.

What exactly is "that thing"?It was able to shock the three thousand worlds.

What is the identity of that palace lady?What did she end up doing?

How did the gods survive?How did you lose your memory?

5000 years ago, did the failure of the Ascension Tribulation of the Divine Sovereign have anything to do with the fight that broke the ancient times?

Does it have anything to do with God?

And, it turns out that the real name of Xuehui Shenjun... Lan Xi.