Chapter 892

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Grid rang incessantly.

"The barrier is about to shatter!"

Standing in front of the monstrous flood, Ta Xianjun shouted angrily at those who had not yet evacuated behind him without turning his head.

"Go away!"

There were black blood stains between the lips and teeth, and the two rows of long eyelashes were falling down. Ta Xianjun glanced at his left foot - it was slowly being eroded and turned into a little bit of ashes...

He sneered, not afraid.

He is a living dead recreated by the teacher. As long as the teacher is dead, his body can't support it for too long, and it will soon turn to ashes.

He felt enough to be able to fight against fate this time before the ashes.

only……

Looking back, Chu nightning's figure is blurred after the door of life and death in time and space, the cracks are still shrinking, and the last four or five people are squeezed in. In addition, Xue Meng and the Mei brothers in this era never crossed the line.

The people at the top of life and death couldn't help but move forward, anxiously saying: "Young Master!"

Xue Meng coughed and pointed to himself when he was young: "Your young master is that one, not me."

Young Xue Meng: "..."

"One mountain doesn't allow two tigers. How can there be two Xue Meng in one world? Wouldn't it be a mess." Xue Meng smiled, and the corners of his eyes were faintly wrinkled, "I didn't belong to your world, and I wouldn't be comfortable staying here. Now I can do this for this. The last effort of the two worlds is fulfilled. What's more, I have been tired for too long, and I wanted to rest for a long time."

He turned his back and walked in the direction of the Xuanwu Barrier. At this time, the barrier was already cracked, and there were cracks everywhere.

He walked to Ta Xianjun, looked at the man with a complicated look, opened his mouth, and seemed to want to say something.

But in the end he couldn't speak.

"Little Lord!"

"Master Xue!"

Behind him is the person at the top of the dead calling him, but so what? Even in this era, his father and mother are gone.

What's more, his life had nothing to do with another world. If he stayed, he didn't know how to deal with it.

Xue Meng sighed, raised his hand and rubbed the back of his neck where the blood vessels were throbbing, and suddenly grinned.

As I get older, I feel dizzy and in a trance all the time. But getting older also has the advantage of being older. For example, when he is dizzy, the world is not dark. Many times he can see Xue Zhengyi's figure and Mrs. Wang's smile.

Many times he can see the three little guys in his youth, surrounded by an immortal in white, shouting: "Master, Master."

These are things that belong to him, and no one can take them away.

"My visit to an old friend is half a ghost..." He sighed happily, as if welcoming an old friend. Before everyone could react, he passed through the basalt crack and plunged into the turbulent sea.

He belongs to this mortal world, even if it is fragmented and the world is scattered, he feels that he should return here.

He didn't feel much pain, in fact, it was like falling asleep in a drunken state.

May I extend Yushou and Duke of Zhou.

Let you hold the wine and return it.

Very happy. He Xue Ziming endured hardships for more than ten years, and finally achieved completeness and liberation.

Everyone was silent, and after a while, all the disciples at the top of the dead fell to their knees, stunned. And the palace people in the Snow Palace seemed to suddenly react to something, and many people's expressions changed suddenly and looked at the Mei brothers.

"Senior brother! Come here, don't stay there..."

"Come back...you come back..."

"Oh, I won't come back, I won't come back." Mei Hanxue waved to them with a bright smile from behind the barrier, "One Mei Hanxue can harm half of the beautiful women in the cultivation world. If there are two me in this world , isn't it messed up? In order to sympathize with the girls in this half of the country, I'm leaving, brothers. See you in the rivers and lakes."

Mei Hanxue stood beside his younger brother, looking at the snow-capped Kunlun Mountains that he had not seen for a long time, the majestic holy mountain of the master's gate, and bowed to the master Mingyuelou, who had long since passed away in his own era: "Disciple Mei Hanxue, today I say goodbye to master. Door."

The two seemed to speak easily, but everyone knew that their minds could not be shaken.

Mingyuelou closed his eyes, and a sigh fell into the wind.

The Mei brothers stood by the Xuanwu Barrier, watching the last guard cultivator squeeze into the crack of the gate of life and death, the younger brother smiled charmingly, and the older brother nodded. Live up to friends, live up to the world. Facing the surging torrent, they were actually relieved, and they closed their eyes and plunged into the sea of ​​splendor. After a làngcháo, their figures disappeared like falling plum petals in the water.

So far, all people have either retreated behind the gate of life and death in time and space, or have returned to the boundless vast sea.

At this moment, the sound of the piano suddenly disappeared.

Chu nightning raised his eyes, Jiuge turned into a golden light and returned to his blood. On the Kunlun Snowfield, he hunted in white, with his back to the crowd.

For a moment no one knew what he was going to do.

"There is one last crack." Chu Ning said, he turned his face slightly, the wind was blowing, and he brushed his soft clothes and dark hair.

"After I leave, you will close it to keep the world safe."

"..."

After a few moments of silence, someone suddenly reacted and shouted: "Grandmaster!!"

"Master Chu!"

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