Su Bian Cultivation World

At this moment, Baxia's eyes were shining brightly, and he made a move with his right hand, and the phantom of his own Taoism appeared behind him again.

Only this time, the long-clothed man stepped on the turtle's back, and he was no longer a lone figure.

Under the stimulation of Dong Shuangyu just now, he not only completed the last piece of the jigsaw puzzle of the origin of his yin and yang, but also deduced his own self to the extreme.

Ba Xia was condescending, Feng Xu Yufeng, as if announcing something, glanced at the four-cornered water mirror, and said softly to Luo Jiujiang: "Do you want to say hello again?"

What he said was a bit hospice care, coupled with his usual behavior and the current situation, it seemed a bit weird.Luo Jiujiang glanced at him vigilantly, but did not answer the words.

Ba Xia casually smiled and said, "If you don't want to, then forget it."

The end of his words actually contained a sense of pity. Of course, the pity was not for himself, but for his opponent, that is, Luo Jiujiang.

Luo Jiujiang narrowed his eyes defensively, the creepy aura had already traveled straight up from his lower back along the spine, and spread to his neck, causing a circle of thin hairs to tremble.

Baxia obviously felt that he was sure of winning, so he didn't care about delaying a little bit of effort, and had a few more words with Luo Jiujiang.

He looked at Luo Jiujiang with emotion, as if he had missed his only opponent in advance.

"When I was young, I was as daring and reckless as you. The world, the sun, the moon, and the four elephants and the nine clans could all be killed."

Luo Jiujiang hurriedly said: "I can't afford it. You didn't act boldly when you were young, the main reason is that you have more virtues and less face - I killed poor and strange gluttons all in a fair way, and I didn't do anything like an impostor. "

Baxia snorted coldly: "The teeth are sharp."

However, considering that Luo Jiujiang was about to die at his own hands, Ba Xia's face soon became more relaxed.

He said to Luo Jiujiang affirmatively and approvingly: "When I was the same age as you, I was far inferior to you."

He is nonsense.

Because looking at the entire three thousand worlds, for tens of thousands of years, no one has been able to be like Luo Jiujiang in a weak crown year.

"If you were born a hundred years earlier... No, even if you were born ten years earlier, the outcome of this battle will have many twists and turns, and may even rewrite the ending." Ba Xia said, staring closely at Luo Jiujiang's eyes.

Although he was full of praise every now and then, the meaning behind what he said was clearly revealed.

Sure enough, Baxia quickly said again: "If you are born ten years later, I would like to promise you my deputy on the throne. If the new nine clans are complete, then you can be the first new four elephants—but you just happened to be born At this age."

Luo Jiujiang scolded him honestly and unsightlyly: "If I was born ten years earlier, then today will be your death day; if I was born ten years later, I am not the only monk in the world. If there is one less Luo Jiujiang, there will be tens of thousands of Luo Jiujiang." Jiujiang."

"The fire will never die, and the human race will never die."

Ba Xia shook his head and smiled, apparently not taking this seriously.

He said conceitedly: "At this time, you are only a few feet away from me, but this short distance is a natural barrier that you will not be able to break through even if you die. Luo Lang, Luo Lang, the destiny is mine, not you."

Speaking of this, Ba Xia raised his hand and pointed in the direction of Luo Jiujiang, as if he wanted to hold him in the palm of his hand.

"There will no longer be Luo Jiujiang in the world." Ba Xia said coldly, "Your traces will be lost in time forever, and from then on, you will only exist in the memory of your opponent."

As for who this opponent is, it is obvious that there is no need to say more.

"As a memory, I will remember your name until the moment you become a god."

As soon as the words fell, the phantom of the Dao figure behind Ba Xia gradually changed from fiction to reality, and the power of the Dao of the self-Dao silently entangled Luo Jiujiang.

Where the way of self comes, what I don't want doesn't exist.

Ba Xia's daoxiang had already met Luo Jiujiang's daoxiang sundial, and Luo Jiujiang slashed down with his blade, but only encountered nothingness.

When Chengxue's blade touched the Dao field of the Dao of Self, the sharp blade of the long blade gradually blunted, the blade widened and thickened, and finally, it was like going back in time, starting from the tip of the blade and ending at the handle, the blade was being slowly Slowly restored to the shape of the knife blank.

Luo Jiujiang opened his eyes wide in surprise.

He suddenly realized where the power of Baxia's ego is displayed.

He moved forward in time.

In the end, even the blank knife disappeared from Luo Jiujiang's hands, leaving him with an empty palm.Han Qianling at the side suddenly said, "Jiujiang, where's your 'old buddy'?"

Luo Jiujiang's expression froze, and he carefully observed Han Qianling's expression: "It was broken before."

A look of surprise flashed across Han Qianling's eyebrows, "Why don't you deserve a new sword when you are about to fight Xuanwu?" Then he quickly threw his sword to Luo Jiujiang.

Luo Jiujiang didn't take the sword, his heart sank slowly.

Until now, he didn't understand the meaning of Baxia's nonsense "destroy trace".

Baxia obliterated Chengxue in time, and he was going to obliterate Luo Jiujiang in this way.

From then on, Luo Jiujiang will not exist in anyone's memory except Baxia himself.

With a click, Luo Jiujiang's Daoxiang couldn't hold it any longer during the long-term wrestling, and a fine line was gently broken.

The power of self-Tao crazily poured in from this flaw.

With a thought in Ba Xia's mind, Luo Jiujiang was tightly entangled by the power of time like a cocoon.

In an instant, except that Luo Jiujiang was still in the same place in Baxia's eyes, in the eyes of everyone outside the surrounding water mirrors, there were only two people in the air, Shenlong and Baxia.

No one thought that there were three people here, and no one noticed that a figure suddenly disappeared here.

And Luo Jiujiang floated in the air with his eyes wide open, and he could feel that his own time was going backwards.

It's like a flat unrolled painting scroll being turned upside down, how smoothly the scroll is rolled out is how quickly it is retracted.

He clearly lives in reality physically, but his spirit has already wandered in the corridor of time and space.

Luo Jiujiang saw with his own eyes that the "Luo Jiujiang" who came to the decisive battle with Xuanwu was erased, and his own existence was painted cleanly, as if covered by white paint, without leaving any traces during this time.

In the Three Thousand Worlds, the last person to duel with Xuanwu was replaced by Han Qianling, who was alone and turned into a blue dragon.

Dong Shuangyu no longer came forward to reveal Xuanwu's true identity, but Baxia transformed into a prototype, and Han Qianling each showed their true colors, and the two fierce beasts covered the sky, biting each other bloody.

In this battle that will determine the fate of the human race, there is no Luo Jiujiang.

……

Time takes the present time as the center, and flows backwards to the past.

Luo Jiujiang, who adhered to the will of the world to kill Taotie, was also eliminated.

While Taotie besieged Jiaotu, his avatar invaded Chaoyan Realm.The will of the three worlds died, and the empty body of Chaoyan Realm was merged into Jinyun Serial Realm, becoming a new place of death.

When Feng Xue and Feng Ren were wandering outside, they met Tao Tie's children.I don't know what Hua Yanwang had said to them, but they hated Feng Xue so much that they came together with their friends, and finally tore Shuangshu to pieces and swallowed them all.

Luo Jiujiang struggled in the torrent of time, he tried to use the small world in his dantian to connect with the will of the world, he used his arm as a knife, trying to break through this layer of confinement and save Sister Fengxue.

But all in vain.

After learning to swim, he choked on water for the first time in his life.The waves of time slowly poured into his mouth, and the time that flowed backwards speeded up immediately.

Xie Chuncan came to the White Tiger Realm alone.For some unknown reason, he also chose to do it at the White Tiger Banquet—maybe it was to repay Mrs. Xie's innocence in public.

However, without the existence of Luo Jiujiang, Dong Shuangyu would not stand up.

How can Xie Chun be able to defeat Baihu's hypocrisy and cunning?He touched the Xie family's reverse scale several times, causing Xie Chuncan's mood to be in a mess, and then he killed Xie Chuncan on the spot in public.

He had earned enough of the honor of being patient and noble as a senior, and then hypocritically ordered someone to bury Xie Chun in the white tiger sect's disciple stele.

That was the highest honor of the White Tiger Sect, but Xie Chun couldn't rest in peace when he died.

His soul has turned into an evil ghost, he is obviously ignorant, and all his memories have been washed by the ghost, but he still clings to the outside of the White Tiger Realm, refusing to let go all the time.

……

But in reality, at this moment when time was still flowing forward normally, Han Qianling who had turned into a blue dragon and Baxia confronted each other for several consecutive rounds.At a certain moment, the blue dragon was caught, and received a blow from Baxia, and blood gushed out from his abdomen instantly.

However, at the moment of injury, he turned his head to the left in a daze. For some reason, he felt that the left side should be guarded by the most trustworthy sword light.

Why did he move away from the left side several times, as if there was someone there?

……

Time quickly went backwards.

In the world of ecstasy, there is no more Luo Jiujiang who broke in by accident.

Chu Yao still launched a surprise attack at the Spring Love Banquet. His tricks were not directed by Luo Jiujiang, and he was not as straightforward as last time. The jade hairpin that pierced Qiongqi's heart was slightly deflected, only stabbing Qiongqi's liver.

Qiongqi was really angry.

Chu Yao got up from the ground and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.The bright red blood dried and congealed on his face, which was half-faced with grim make-up.

He looked up to the sky and laughed, blooming a kind of beauty that is dying and irreparable in the world.

The seven furnace cauldrons launched a surprise attack on the guests around them at the same time, and then they were all thrown together in the center of the hall.

They were dying, their tendons were broken, their bones were broken, and only their eyes were burning with a fire that would never go out.

When Chu Yao died, his affectionate peach eyes were wide open, the bird in the cage looked towards the sky, and a corner of the blue sky was reflected in the cloudy eyes.

……

On the deserted battlefield, the blue dragon suffered another claw from Baxia and rolled several times in the air.

He didn't know if it was because the Dragon Kiss was missed just now, which made his mind a little confused.During the battle just now, Han Qianling kept trying to shake his head.

He let out a long roar at Ba Xia.

He asked Baxia in a different language: "Did you take away my memory?"

Domineering but smiling.

Han Qianling suddenly became irritable, he circled his body and bounced in the direction of Ba Xia.The sound of the dragon's roar seemed to be able to penetrate the boundary membrane, and even the mountains and seas echoed its whistling for a while.He screamed loudly: "Give that person back to me!"

who's that person?have no idea.What kind of person is that?I don't know, but Baxia must have stolen the most precious thing from him!

……

Time is cruel and never stops, just like how it used to turn forward, at this moment, it also ignores Luo Jiujiang's resistance and struggle, and flows back step by step.

But the Cangjiang River is still floating in the netherworld, and Zhenshuangliu is in the Temple of the Spirit Snake, undergoing a meaningless and boundless eternal wait.

Fang Zhao lay in the middle of the deepest darkness of the nether world. He curled up ugly in the mud, swallowed malice when he was hungry, and never imagined how many delicious things there are in the world.

Time flies forward without any intention of stopping.

Although it was expected, Luo Jiujiang still tensed up when he saw this scene.

The blue dragon in the Holy Land swallowed the fragments of Daoyuan, and his father left him the Yinyang Daoyuan as the most precious and coldest inheritance, and then...he learned the news of his impending death.

The blue dragon roared and stretched its body, not knowing whether it was ridicule or anger.He turned his head and clicked, biting a hole in the boundary membrane of the Holy Land.

The holy mountain shook crazily, and thousands of rolling stones went upside down, smashing down on the blue dragon with all their might.All of a sudden, the entire holy land was shaken, sand and rocks were flying, and the atmosphere was smoky.No one knew that the only remaining dragon in the world had a fight with his biological mother before he died.

In the end the Holy Land was shattered in the nether world.

The blue dragon ran across countless worlds along the way, and the small worlds turned into powder when they touched him, and the medium-sized small worlds also shattered into fragments, sacrificing his internal organs.Only the boundary membrane of the big world is strong and can last for a while, but in the end he will be swallowed completely by him head to tail.

The enemy of Three Thousand Worlds is no longer Ba Xia.

Que Cangjiang in the Netherworld tried to stop him, but the remaining soul was shattered into two pieces by the mad dragon on the spot.

Taotie sensed that Shenlong was about to pass by his territory, so he couldn't stop him from running away with the Jinyun serial circle in a hurry, but was still swept by Han Qianling's tail to death. When the thin boundary film was broken, Luo Jiujiang recognized it. Xie Chuncan and Feng Xue sisters.

Before they died, they saw only a scene of pure black and free sky light.

In just seven days, Han Qianling violently ran over half the world.All creatures in the comprehension world regard him as a bandit.

He is no longer the leader of the three thousand alliance who is admired and makes people feel at ease.This time, he became the dragon of disaster.

A belated thundercloud appeared in the sky.

After the nine catastrophes, Wen Xinlei also appeared in the sky.Someone recognized the type of this thundercloud, and the entire three thousand worlds cheered for this evil blue dragon to bring about its own destruction.

They happily witnessed Han Qianling's death.

Among all living beings, only Luo Jiujiang was crying.

……

Blue Dragon No.60 was knocked into the air by Ba Xia three times, but Ba Xia always stood where he was, firm as a rock.

He was not in a hurry to kill Han Qianling, but instead used this almost teasing method to strip off the honor belonging to the old god from him inch by inch, and then stuck it on his back armor.

Han Qianling tried his best to resist and roll out, each of his scales was like a sharp knife, and his tail could split mountains and rocks.At the last moment, when he flicked his tail, he accidentally bumped into the top of the mountain, so the mountain was flattened by him.

However, for some reason, when he was rolling, he unintentionally curled up his long tail.

Just for a short while, just for a moment with his tail curled up, as if there was something precious to him in that place, so he must not scratch a hair.

what is that?what is that? !

Han Qianling rushed towards the direction in his memory recklessly.

He bumped into an invisible barrier, he roared, he slammed, and he tried to tear apart the time and space here at the top of his lungs.Everyone outside the water mirror thought that Shenlong had gone crazy, only Baxia and Han Qianling knew it was not.

But Baxia is willing to let the creatures think so.

He shook his head and said regretfully, "There's nothing there."

"Yes! I know there is!" Blue Dragon suddenly turned his head and stared at Baxia. Even though he was pierced through the hole again and again just now, his eyes were always calm, not as bright red as they are now.

Who is that?Who is that? !

A name that has been called thousands of times, the two tones that are so familiar, just the syllables of the other party's name, can make Han Qianling feel calm and satisfied.

In the blink of an eye, two words jumped to the tip of his tongue.

What the brain forgets, is always remembered by the muscles.

"Jiujiang!"

Through the vast space and time, these two characters were distorted into almost unrecognizable shapes, and then faintly passed into the ears of the trapped Luo Jiujiang, like a song out of tune.

The voice was actually very similar to the Mingyin conch that Han Qianling gave him back then.

Luo Jiujiang's heart suddenly settled down.

Wen Xinlei is still a short distance away from the blue dragon's chest in the returning time, while Luo Jiujiang has already shaken off his tears, his eyes are as firm as a cold front.

He stretched out his hand, "holding" the voice that came from afar, and responded, "Qianling, I'm here."

——In the deepest part of the flames of hell, someone hung down a thin thread like a spider's silk.

At the two ends of the thin thread, Han Qianling and Luo Jiujiang each held a thread.

No matter what kind of adversity is in between, as long as they are aware of each other, they will never let go.

For the first time after he was promoted, Ba Xia's gaze showed an unexpected fluctuation.

He saw that the chrysalis he wove with the backward time suddenly vibrated, and then fine cracks covered the small section of the avenue.

After a few violent struggles, a disintegration sound that humans could not hear came from the inside out of the giant cocoon, and then Luo Jiujiang suddenly appeared in front of him.

A figure suddenly appeared in the water mirror, and none of the monks watching the battle noticed something was wrong.

Just as they failed to discover Luo Jiujiang's disappearance at that time, they naturally acquiesced in Luo Jiujiang's appearance.

No one remembered that when Han Qianling fought Baxia alone, there was a gap in the number of people.

But for this question, the three people who fought had no spare time to study it.

Baxia raised his hand again, as if he wanted to repeat the same trick to Luo Jiujiang, but only got a sneer from Luo Jiujiang.

"It's useless." He announced to Ba Xia, "I'm still holding the line that Qian Ling threw to me."

Having said that, he raised his eyebrows provocatively and repeated: "Red line."

Overlord: "..."

Han Qianling knew his character well, so he just shook his head helplessly and smiled.

The red line and so on, of course, just say it out of arrogance.

What Luo Jiujiang grasped was the connection between Han Qianling and him.

Thanks to the previous experience, at this moment, not only the "thin line" between him and Qianling, but more "lines" are also laid out in front of him, and only he can see it.

"Your brief glory is over, Tyrant." Luo Jiujiang snorted, "Now I want to confirm my prophecy—you die, I live."

With a wave of Luo Jiujiang's hand, Chengxue, who had disappeared into a knife blank, reappeared in his palm.With a strike of the silver knife, it seemed that the three thousand worlds had spread across Luo Jiujiang's Qinghe.

His voice penetrated three thousand worlds, no matter human beings, monster races, beasts, swimming fish or even the world itself, everyone could hear Luo Jiujiang's sincere greetings.

He asked: "—Where is my friend?!"