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Roar!

The deep roar, as if from the depths of hell, reverberated in this gloomy world. If Li Yi was here, he would certainly be able to hear the origin of the voice.

Then, the golden light blooms from a certain direction, extremely dazzling, with a strong killing intention in the holy.

With a hum, a thick sword awn fell down in diameter.

This is the Tu Xing.

The holy master of Gushan is fighting against the golden crow. He is full of strong breath. His white hair and shawl make his blood boil. The sword in his hand is like the sword of death, which can easily cut through the sky.

He was angry because the snow went there and never came back.

The golden light was blazing, and a pair of golden wings quickly spread out, blocking his sword like a wall of iron.

Jinwu said in a low voice: "if you want to exchange for flowers on the other side, this is the price."

The holy master of Gushan was mourning, pale and still speechless. He was like a soldier who never knew he was tired and fighting, and the Tu Xing was in his hands. It seemed that he had come back to life and released a more intense Taoist rhyme.

The battle lasted for a long time. The LORD was exhausted and retreated.

Jinwu did not catch up with him. He looked at the Lord coldly: "this is his sword. Who are you?" He had already recognized that it was the black swordsman's sword.

The Lord ignored him.

Jinwu said again: "you have injuries in your body, and the power of death is getting stronger and stronger. You should find a place to close your wounds."

The LORD opened his eyes, and his eyes were no longer deep, but full of turbidity and fatigue. Yes, he was too tired. In the past years, he did not know how many swords had been cut by chaoundead devil mountain, and the injuries in his body were bad again and again.

But to his despair, he failed to see "Snow". He looked for it for a long time in this lonely world, and finally felt her breath fluctuation here in Jinwu.

He didn't understand why.

He couldn't understand.

He just wanted to see her, that's all.

Why?

His heart gradually sank down, his breathing became short of breath, and his hand holding Tu Xing was shaking even more. The injury in his body worsened again, and a big blood gushed out immediately.

Jinwu said indifferently, "are you going to die?"

The Lord's voice was hoarse: "have you seen my child?"

Jinwu was silent for a moment: "is it the black swordsman?"

The Lord nodded, "yes."

Jinwu said: "I've seen him a few times. He's very good, but his life is not good."

"Whose life is good?" said the Lord

Who lives in this world, whose life is better than whose?

Jinwu didn't refute this sentence, and there was no way to refute it. He looked at the master of Gushan quietly, as if he felt something, and his heart was touched.

After a long time, he subconsciously looked behind him and whispered, "they are coming."

They?

"Who?" said the Lord

Jinwu said: "the powerful beings living on the other side are the real gods of death."

Is that another world?

The Lord didn't understand, but he seemed to understand something. So he held the Tu Xing in his hand again and resolutely moved forward to a deeper place.

Jinwu did not speak.

About ten minutes later, at the edge of the sky, a figure turned into a rainbow. He was staring at the golden crow in the hibiscus.

Jinwu was stunned for a moment. He didn't think that the black swordsman would come at this time. He was a little surprised and said, "he's gone. He said he's going to find a woman named snow."

Li Yi opened her mouth slightly: "did you fight with him?"

Jinwu nodded: "I didn't hurt him. It was the original injury in his body that broke out."

Li Yi asked again, "where is my mother?"

Jinwu frowned: "who is your mother?"

Li Yi said, "the woman in his mouth."

Jinwu suddenly said, "I understand. The woman trapped here is your mother, right?"

Li Yi nods.

Jinwu said: "just now, your father also went deep. It is the other side of the world. There is a very strong existence. Even the saints dare not step on it easily."

Whoa!

Kong Ruoxi, Meng Xiaoqi and Chen Xiaoxi came slowly.

From the moment he stepped into the immortal magic mountain, Li Yi felt the breath of the Tu Xing. He could not pay attention to the few people behind him and started to come quickly. However, he did not expect to miss it.

Li Yi is silent.

The hibiscus rose to tremble, as if feeling some strong fluctuation.

Jinwu opened his mouth: "they are coming. I wish you a long way to live on the other side of the river." The voice falls, the hibiscus tree moves quickly, a few jumps, it and Jinwu disappear here.

In the dim world, more peaceful.Meng Xiaoqi said: "brother Li, if you want to go, we will accompany you."

Li Yi farfetched a smile: "no, you wait for me here!" Stepping into here, it is his own business. Now he has to break into deeper places. He can't let these people accompany him to take risks.

The three men were silent.

Li Yi took a deep look at the depth, took a deep breath, and then strode forward. In a twinkling of an eye, Li Yi disappeared here.

His speed is very fast, but the speed of the solitary mountain Lord is faster, two people one in front of the other

As time went by, a flash of half a month later, the master of Gushan stopped. He saw a thick black river. The water in it was still boiling and rolling, and the black dense gas constantly came out. It looked very strange.

This is the river Styx. The other side is the other side. Some people say it is hell.

A lonely boat came slowly, blocking in front of the holy master of the lonely mountain, and the clock left him slowly: "you go back!"

The Holy Lord's face was cold, and his eyes were full of stubbornness and persistence. Even at this moment, he grasped the Tu Xing in his hand.

"Apart from the river Styx, you can't kill me," he sighed

The Lord roared, "give me my snow."

Zhong Li shook his head: "this is her choice, not that I am not forcing her."

"Why?" roared the Lord

Zhong Lihe opened his mouth: "she exchanged herself for what she wanted. The other shore flower is just one of them, and there is another." Voice down, he took out a thick book, the book exudes a strong black gas, vaguely you can see above there are three big characters, life and death book.

This is the best treasure of the underworld, which can be called the book of heaven.

What is recorded in the book is people's life and death.

"What's the second?" the Lord asked

After thinking about it for a while, Zhong Li said, "in exchange for Li Yi's variables."

The Lord is silent.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhong Lihe waited for a few minutes. Finally, he put away the book of life and death, turned around and went into the lonely boat and drove towards the depth of the river Styx.

Not long after, Li Yi came here and saw the master of solitary mountain like a puppet. With a plop, he knelt down: "you in my memory have been blurred. I didn't expect that when I met again, you were already gray haired, father Feng'er is here. "