After repeated collisions, Zhou Jun's body had been broken many times, but his eyes were still cold. Under his cold eyes, he looked straight at the phantom Zhou Jun opposite.
"Hmph! What's the use of your fighting spirit? You are destined to be unable to beat me!" Phantom Zhou Jun snorted coldly.
"Yeah?"
Zhou Jun said softly, stretched out one hand and tapped the air. A huge purple sword light rose, straight to the opposite phantom Zhou Jun.
"What?" Phantom Zhou Jun's eyes were full of surprise, "Impossible! You can't have the spiritual power to use this move again!"
"die!"
Zhou Jun shouted loudly, and the purple-se sword light instantly swallowed the phantom Zhou Jun. In the endless purple light, the phantom Zhou Jun was swallowed completely.
"Do you know why you lost? Because you are a combat machine, and I am alone." Zhou Jun said softly at the opposite side coldly.
Turning around, the battle on Yingfeng was coming to an end. Facing an opponent who was stronger than him in all aspects, Yingfeng chose the method of exchanging life for life, and actually broke through at the last moment.
Seeing this, Zhou Jun sat down. He knew that there was no suspense about Senior Brother Ying Feng's victory. The injuries he received this time were really too serious.
At this time, Zhou Jun was just a phantom with only soul left. In the battle just now, Zhou Jun's body was broken no less than five times.
At the same time, this battle also made Zhou Jun understand one truth, that is, the power of the soul. It is true that it is powerful to practice, but if it is destroyed, then the soul will be easily killed.
This is my only weakness at present!
When I think of the man in the blue robe, there is only a wisp of residual soul left, which is still extremely powerful. It can be seen that it is irrelevant to the peak of martial arts practice, but the main thing is that the soul is strong.
What Zhou Junqiang lacks is a technique to cultivate the soul.
However, at least this battle allowed him to see the direction clearly. The next step was to cultivate his soul. If the soul was as strong as it was, it could be said to be truly immortal.
While thinking, Zhou Jun was recovering from his injuries. Not long after, Zhou Jun opened his eyes and stood up.
Ying Feng stood not far away, and seemed to have been protecting Zhou Jun again.
Just as Zhou Jun stood up, the space around the two suddenly dissipated and slowly turned into a picture.
This is at the foot of a mountain. It is early morning, and the rolling dew drops fall on the green leaves. A beautiful scenery of the world is presented to the two of them.
The birds' murmuring, the flowers' quietness, and the green trees' greenery are like a quiet appearance.
Since he entered the martial arts practice, he has not been calm for a long time! Zhou Jun suddenly felt a sense of emotion in his heart, and he subconsciously wanted to touch the dewdrops on the leaves in front of him.
However, he found that he had actually passed through the green leaves.
"This is an illusion." Ying Feng next to him suddenly said coldly.
Zhou Jun suddenly realized that he almost immersed in the illusion just now? What was the test this time?
"Hehe! Lin Yang, you can't catch up with me!"
Zhou Jun turned his head and saw a girl with a braided braid running past the two of them at the foot of the mountain in the morning. But he didn't seem to see them, so he ran straight over.
A boy behind, with a smile on his face, chasing the girl in front. There is a kind of joy and satisfaction in their smiles.
"Yanyan! Don't run too fast, be careful of falling down." The boy named Lin Yang said while chasing.
"Geeh..." Yanyan's crisp laughter spread throughout the foot of the mountain, adding a bit of vitality to the tranquility.
Zhou Jun and the others watched this scene quietly...
Suddenly, the picture in front of me flew around, and when I stopped again, it was in front of two houses.
"Lin Yang, don't leave!" At this time, the girl at the foot of the mountain had already grown into a big girl. Although she was not very beautiful, a natural breath flowed out from her.
There was a boy opposite him. He looked at his childhood sweetheart with his childhood friend, and his reluctance was extremely strong.
"Yanyan, the master said I am suitable for practicing martial arts. When I succeed in practicing, I will come back to marry you." The young man said very firmly. He wanted to come back with a bright future and marry the one in front of him. He didn't leave by himself.
Girl.
Yanyan fiddled with the corner of her clothes, lowered her head and said, "Are you really going?"
The boy turned his gaze elsewhere, and he was afraid that he would not be able to help but stay when he saw Yanyan: "Yes, are you willing to wait for me?"
Yanyan saw that the boy had made up her mind, and there were two lines of tears in her eyes. Then she slowly took out something from her arms, but it was a beautiful shell.
"This is what I discovered in the waterfall at the foot of the mountain. It is said that you can turn bad luck into good fortune. You must be careful. I will always wait for you here!"
Yanyan slowly put the shells on and hung them between the boy's neck.
"Yeah!" The boy's firm voice echoed in front of two low houses.
The picture flew around again, and the countless stops during this period were all like a boy practicing crazy. Whenever the night was late, he would always take the shell out of his neck and stare quietly.
In his heart, always remember a promise and always remember someone waiting for him.
This young man Lin Yang is worthy of being a genius in cultivation. He entered the spiritual transformation stage in just three years. This is unimaginable in the entire chaotic field.
Five years have passed, and the young Lin Yang has become a master of the fifth level of spiritual transformation, and is also a person who speaks well within the sect.
With the pursuit of countless senior sisters and sisters, he went down the mountain and returned to the two low houses to fulfill the promise he made.
But when the boy returned, what awaited him was the ruins all over the ground and two collapsed houses.
Yanyan has long stopped waiting at the foot of the mountain...
Later, after many sources of exploration, Lin Yang learned that Yanyan was taken away by a major sect. That sect was an existence that he needed to look up to at that time.
The young man worked hard to practice, and he wanted to take back Yanyan and his beloved person.
During practice, time is ruthless!
A hundred thousand years passed by in a flash. The boy looked at the shell in his hand and climbed to the peak of martial arts step by step! He was respectfully called the Saint of Qingyang! He finally had the strength to challenge that sect!
Just the night before leaving, a man in blue robe arrived. It was the man in blue robe on the third floor.
"Lan Bing, you are here." Lin Yang did not look back at the man in the blue robe, but just held the shell in his hand. "Do you know? It's been 100,000 years, my wish will be fulfilled tomorrow. There is no one in this world.
Can stop me!"
"Qingyang, help me!" The man in blue robe spoke.
Lin Yang put away the shells, turned around, and looked at the man in the blue robe: "Which step do you really want to take?"
The man in the blue robe did not speak, but nodded slightly.
Lin Yang hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay!"
Then, that night, a battle that shocked the wilderness occurred. The Saint of Qingyang fought against the Saint of Lan Ice. In that battle, the Saint of Lan Ice fell!
In the early morning, Lin Yang collected the soul of the man in the blue robe that had fallen and put it into the space he had cultivated.
Then, he killed the sect with a serious injury, holding a three-foot sword in his hand.
That battle was the battle that killed the most people in his life, and it was also the battle that he enjoyed the most.
A wish of 100,000 years is about to be fulfilled at this moment. In addition to being excited, there is also a hint of sadness in his heart.
Although he was seriously injured, he slaughtered 100,000 cultivators in that battle, killing blood flowed into a river, and the heaven and earth shook.
Finally, he found Yanyan next to the leader of the sect.
At this time, Yanyan had already married into another's father and wife, and was the wife of the leader of the sect.
Lin Yang was angry, crazy, and lost his mind! He didn't understand that after working hard for 100,000 years, he had a lie?
A hundred thousand years of faith collapsed instantly!
In anger, Lin Yang knocked away the leader of the sect with one move, and then grabbed Yanyan tightly. Why did this former lover, his childhood sweetheart, treat him like this?
"Why!" Lin Yang yelled at Yan Yan.
"I'm sorry!" Yan Yan said. The divine se in her eyes was extremely complicated.
At this moment, the leader of the sect came back and pointed it at Lin Yang with one knife. Lin Yang saw it, and he didn't want to do much. He no longer cared about life and death at this moment. He just wanted to give himself an answer.
In a critical moment, Yan Yan stepped forward, blocked the knife for Lin Yang, and finally fell into Lin Yang's arms.
"Why?"
Another same shout, Lin Yang hugged Yanyan tightly, and all his thoughts were gone.
Yanyan slowly stretched out her bloody hand and gently stroked Lin Yang's face. Two drops of turbid tears fell from the corner of Lin Yang's eyes.
In his hand, he was still holding the shell tightly.
In the end, Lin Yang, who was already seriously injured, was unable to protect Yan Yan's body. He escaped from the sect alone. In order to avoid the pursuit, he finally escaped into the chaotic realm. However, his injuries were too serious and he eventually died.
This is inexhaustible.
One hundred thousand years of hard work is the end!
Seeing this, the picture still disappeared, but Zhou Jun and the others were still stunned. Even the person who was as hard as the wind had to move at this moment.
"well……"
A sigh sounded, and the figure of the Saint Lord Qingyang appeared. In his eyes, there was a divine se that was indescribable.
Zhou Jun said slowly: "Is this your story?"
Qingyang Saint Lord smiled: "In this life, I can't let go of this thing. You have already passed through the fourth floor, and the fifth floor is the place of inheritance. If you want to accept my inheritance, you must agree to me a condition.
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"What conditions? Kill the leader of that sect?" Ying Feng asked.
The Saint of Qingyang shook his head gently and said slowly: "I don't think about revenge anymore. I am dead. The grudges and revenge in my life have nothing to do with me. I hope that after accepting the inheritance, you will arrive at the wild continent and swore the swallows.
Yan's body was recaptured, and we were buried together at the foot of Qingyang Mountain in the Great Chen Dynasty."
Zhou Jun and Ying Feng nodded gently.
"Now, whoever you want this fourth level reward and who wants my inheritance?" Qingyang Saint Lord smiled. His only wish was already understood at this time and he suddenly felt relieved.
"I want this fourth level reward." Ying Feng said.
Zhou Jun was stunned. Senior brother had never asked for anything since the Qingyang Saint Lord's Secret Realm. He thought he came for this, but he didn't expect that he would ask for the fourth level of reward when he opened his mouth. Does he know