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He paused and seemed to laugh at himself: "Actually, there is nothing to be surprised about. If you are left here alone. You are not familiar with anyone, and you can't take it lightly at any time. The most interesting thing every day is the practice. After seven or eight years like this, you will also make great progress."

Huaisha's brilliance was lost, annihilated into shattered shadows, and reintegrated into Chu Wanning's bones and blood.

Ta Xianjun smiled slightly at him: "Master, once, all my tricks were given to me by you. But not anymore."

"..."

"How long has he been reborn, I have been suffering in this world for almost as long, and now I have obtained his spiritual core." He said, his rough thumb with thick cocoons rubbed the middle of Chu nightning's eyebrows, "Ping Shi Zun's ability to kill me is impossible."

After a while, he seemed to remember something, so he said: "Master may not know, what have I done in this dilapidated red dust all these years?"

His tone was intimate, and he never called himself this seat again.

"I'll show you here."

The place he wants to take Chu Wanning to is not far away, it is also in the back mountain of the dead and the dead, the weakest place in the lower repair world enchantment film.

In the previous fight, his clothes were soaked, and Chu nightning's clothes were torn by him and could no longer be worn. However, Step Xianjun was not worried about this. He twitched his fingers and sent the order with a spirit butterfly. After a while, Duke Liu came into the hall with a stack of dry and washed clothes.

Chu nightning saw the old servant who had not seen for many years through the gap behind the curtain, and he didn't know what it was like.

"Your Majesty, the clothes have arrived."

"You are the only one who knows where to put these old clothes, so you can clean them up very quickly." Stepping Xianjun said lightly, "Leave it. You step back."

Knowing that Chu nightning is in the tent at the moment, the old servant's hand trembled slightly. Although he really wanted to look at the old master again, but because it was not in line with the etiquette, he still lowered his head, knocked on the ground, and stumbled. Step out of the temple.

The clothes fit well, and they can't be unfit, because that's the old stuff of Chu Wanning's previous life.

Mo Ran sat next to him with slender legs and silently watched Chu Wanning wearing it behind the tent. His eyes were a little blurry, and no one knew what he was thinking, just like no one knew why Chu Zongshi died. After so many years, the Emperor Stepping Immortal, who hated him so much, still refused to burn those clothes.

It's something that no one can use anymore.

The rain is still heavy, the black clouds are rolling in the night sky, and the visions are clustered, but Stepping Xianjun lazily opened a rain-proof barrier, shrouding himself and Chu Wanning in it. Walking through the pavilions and pavilions all the way, there is a dark rain everywhere, and the scenery and the faces of the servants are so blurred.

"Your Majesty, Grandmaster."

"See Your Majesty, Grandmaster."

Walking through the Sansheng Hall, you can already see the ominous red light rising from the back mountain on the Naihe Bridge. Stepping Xianjun walked in front, and at this time, he looked back and glanced at Chu Wanning with a smile: "The summit of life and death is established at the intersection of yīnyang and jiāo, and the enchantment is the weakest. You used to come to make up for it, but do you have any questions? Have you ever felt anything other than ghostly?"

Chu nightning did not answer, but his fingers had been squeezed into fists under the sleeves of the robe.

He already somewhat knew what he would see - Shi Mingjing tore the door of life and death in time and space, controlled the Zhenlong chess game, and traversed the two worlds. The final thing to do would certainly not be too simple.

"..."

"Since you have come to this red dust, you must have passed through a lot of villages and towns." Stepping Xianjun slowed down and walked side by side with him, his tone was calm as if he was talking at home, "Do you think those villages are good, town? Anyway, is it all quiet and terrifying?"

The two passed through the narrow sheep intestines leading to the back mountain together, brushing aside the lush vines that fell.

Another corner ahead is the back mountain cliff.

Ta Xianjun suddenly stopped and stood at the corner. It seemed that a raging fire was burning behind the cliff, reflecting the rocks red. He turned half of his face to the side, and the treacherous red light spread to his eyes. He grinned and opened a sweet smile towards Chu Wanning.

"The achievements of this seat over the years are exhibited here. Master, please."

Chapter 295 [The Peak of Death and Life] Martyrdom Hard to Return Home

In front of them is a bridge.

The bridge body was built from the edge of the cliff and extended towards the end of the sky. In the extreme distance, there is a dangling Lingxiao Stone Gate. The naked eye can't estimate how big it is. It stands in the clouds and fog like this. Thunder and lightning and rain can't extinguish the scarlet flames around it.

"Master, do you still remember? You told us before that long, long ago, all the demons were in chaos. After hooking up with Chen Shanggong to help Fuxi dàng to pacify the demon bandits, he expelled the demons from the world, and I hope they will settle down."

Stepping Xianjun looked at the magnificent stone gate in the distance, and said: "The Demon Venerable was defeated, and he fled with his armor. After returning to the Demon Realm, he was very ashamed of his defeat, so he ordered all the doors to connect with the world to be blocked. , and from now on have no contact with the world."

He paused and continued: "But there is no absolute in everything. Just in case, the Demon Venerable still left the last opening... This is the one in front of him."

There was a roar of thunder and lightning.

"The Gate of Martyrdom."

But Chu nightning's eyes are not on the door of martyrdom at all. Since he came here, he has almost been staring at the huge bridge that connects the demon domain and the back mountain of life and death.

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