Zi Yan's body lies across a strange space, like a flat boat, swimming with the ripples of space. Zi Chun disappears, and the unyielding fighting spirit of heaven and earth slowly falls asleep, and everything is so quiet that it makes people panic.
The sky-shattering blood ax was born across the world, the bright battle light cut the space, and the thick sea of blood swallowed him up instantly. The fierce fighting spirit rushed wildly, and in an instant, a bloody and angry blue dragon surrounded Zi Shi's body, with a shocking dragon roar, and the war sky
The power shook the entire space.
The Blue Sky Divine Cauldron spiraled out, azure light washed the space, blue light and blood light merged, the cauldron rang in bursts, the mountains, rivers, and the country map emerged on the Blue Sky Divine Cauldron, and the magical power sealed the entire space.
But despite the call from the side of the Sky-Breaking Blood Ax and the Qingtian Divine Cauldron, Zi Yan remained unmoved, his body swaying lightly like a puppet.
"Chen'er, I'll stay with you..." When his consciousness was lost, Zi Yan's murmur also lingered deep in his heart. Zi Yan gently bent his arms, subconsciously wanting to hold Zi Chun in his arms, but
There was nothing, which made his heart feel cold, and an unprecedented sense of crisis immediately enveloped him.
No matter how hard he struggled, his consciousness finally fell into darkness...
In the darkness, Zi Yan seemed to be able to faintly feel that his consciousness, along with the ups and downs of his body, kept sinking and sinking... There was no concept of time here, so Zi Yan's consciousness was in a blur.
, and it is not clear how long he has been floating in this darkness, whether it is an instant, a hundred years, or thousands of years. The only thing he can do is to hold on tightly in that kind of darkness.
The last glimmer of clarity.
Although that ray of clarity is like a small boat in a violent storm, Zi Yan knows that if he really loses this last ray of clarity, he will never be able to stand up! The previous fighting spirit was like the majestic sea
, the vastness is endless, the waves are roaring, and the tide is rushing to the coast. Now it is a pool of stagnant water, and a ten thousand-foot mountain is thrown into it without making a single ripple.
However, in this endless darkness, it is obviously not easy to protect the clarity. Even with the tenacity of the Purple Devouring Mind, as time goes by year by year, the clarity is slowly dissipated.
Is transformation...really...going to end here...
The whispering voice came out from the depths of Zi Yan's consciousness, and the clarity dissipated like a candle flickering with its last flame.
The vows made that day and the scenes that day came to mind.
The blood rain did not touch her body, her purple dress danced lightly in the wind, and her proud figure was exposed to the sky, graceful and light, like a goddess of the Nine Heavens. Purple clothes fluttered, a sadness radiated from Zi Chun, the trees around her died, and the sky and the earth descended.
A sense of sadness.
Zi Yan's life breath disappeared, and Zi Chun came to Zi Yan in a blink of an eye, gently lifted him up, and caressed Zi Yan with his delicate fingers. Bloody tears fell one after another. Blood rain covered his slender fingers, and the life was fleeting and the world was so sad. It is hard to describe.
The pain is like a giant hammer from heaven and earth constantly beating my delicate heart. Endless sorrow, the sky and earth are the same color, the wind is whimpering, and my heart is weeping with blood.
Zi Yan hugged Zi Chun from behind and said: "Chun'er, in this life, the sky is connected to the nine heavens, and the nine cold realms are below. We will never leave, and we will depend on each other in life and death." Holding the red hand, he tried to remove the blood and tears, and made a promise in this life, even if there is no world between heaven and earth.
, you and I follow each other. Zi Chun turned around and looked at Zi Yan with gentle eyes, and said softly: "Mr. Yan, the sky can collapse, the earth can crack, the sea can dry up, the rocks can rot, the water can cover it, and we are inseparable from you."
A ray of light and shadow seemed to come from the ancient space. Purple clothes, purple hair, round belly, beautiful face, and watery purple eyes, but at this time they were all filled with anxiety. Soon, it seemed as if it came from an extremely distant place.
The sound coming from somewhere came in a vague way.
"Shilang...I...I...don't want...to leave...you. I really want...to be with you..."
######################### "Why, you didn't give me a single promise, why did you give me your life?" Bing Tianyue looked at her coldly,
But it is full of love.
Zi Yan lay in Bing Tianyue's arms and said with difficulty: "Because of those promises, my life may be irreparable."
A burst of icy air emerged from the Qingtian Divine Cauldron, and an icy shadow slowly walked out, with gentle hands and slender waist, noble and clear, like a snow lotus.
The white dress was fluttering, and the beautiful woman hugged Zi Yan in an instant. Although the cold was biting, the tenderness on her face melted everything. Zi Yan had a smile on his lips and said: "I feel pity for you when I see Snow Lotus."
." After saying that, he stretched out his trembling hands and gently touched the beautiful face that turned the world upside down.
The feelings of separation between life and death in the past, and the pain of missing each other today. All kinds of delicate sounds, as if traveling through ancient times, were introduced into Zi Yan's confused consciousness, like thunder from the blue, morning bells and evening drums. Zi Yan's heart trembled violently, and an invisible force came from his heart.
When it is shot out, it is like throwing a huge boulder into a pool of stagnant water, causing ripples to appear suddenly.
The purple sword radiated light for ten feet, but a power that was not sharp but extremely profound scattered from the purple light, and then slowly disappeared into the end of the space.
Zi Yan, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly woke up at this moment. A deeper and quieter darkness emitted from Zi Yan's body, which seemed to be able to swallow up everything. In an instant, the sinking darkness was like ice crystal petals.
, being peeled off layer by layer.
The control of the body was restored, and the fighting spirit became a sea. It seemed that the endless waves of fighting spirit were surging crazily, submerging the world. Zi Yan did not open his eyes, and quietly recalled before, "That kind of power is what I am pursuing.
, but it is just an illusion after all. But I believe that one day I will reach that terrifying point."
"Wow!"
A rumbling sound suddenly came from afar. Zi Yan was suddenly startled, and his eyes suddenly froze.
"What is this place?"
In the heaven, Zi Chun, her closed eyes suddenly opened, and her face, which was suffering from lovesickness, had a look of panic at this time. Her slender jade hands gently covered her chest, looking at her round belly.
. Vaguely, there seemed to be a tingling feeling. On her arm, the purple sword tattoo shone with a faint purple light. Although she did not know what exactly happened just now, she knew clearly that she had just felt everything
...and he was obviously facing a life-and-death situation. "Qie Lang, you said you wanted to travel with me in the starry sky, you will be fine..." The girl's slender jade hands slowly clasped tightly, and she whispered softly.
Yu. As the light of the purple sword slowly disappeared, her feeling became weaker and weaker...
In the Qingtian Divine Cauldron, a woman in white is sitting softly on the ice lotus. She is wrapped in blue ice, but she can clearly see the armor that is made of uncanny craftsmanship. Her eyes, which seem to have not moved for a thousand years, have blinked at the slightest.
The cheeks that were originally cold and motionless now had a hint of panic.