Chapter 2262

The land of the Ximen family fell into darkness.

The battlefield, which had been noisy all night, fell into silence at last.

Originally hiding in the house of the two sides of the horse, but also a little bit uneasy to gradually head.

The people of the Ximen family saw Yehong's figure standing steadily between heaven and earth, and all of a sudden they all showed joy.

They seem to have forgotten that the first person to kick open the door of Ximen family today is Yehong.

Ximen Qingcang silently leaning on crutches, full of emotion, sighed: "it's said that the immortal eagle is old, so why not [feibai pen]?

There are not many old friends of that time who are still alive... "

the Shangguan family and the people of those sub clans are all looking at Shangguan Wan'er with complicated faces.

The God in their mind, down.

On the other hand, Yehong, the God killer on the other side, is still alive.

This sudden change in the outcome, let them completely unacceptable.

Followed by panic, uneasiness and confusion.

The panic of Yehong, the uneasiness of the present situation and the confusion of the future.

The fall of Shangguan Wan'er means that the victory or defeat of this evening has been decided.

In front of Ye Hong, they have no resistance at all.

And obviously the Ximen family will not let them go.

What awaits them must be terrible liquidation and revenge.

Shangguan Wan'er's face was gray, and he felt the helpless eyes, and his heart was in a state of panic.

She knew that the time before Shangguan's family exterminated the clan had entered the countdown.

"No... I can't fall yet...

the Shangguan family... Can't be destroyed by my hands..."

Shangguan Wan'er resisted the injury in his body and stood up with his teeth clenched.

It was a long time before I adjusted myself.

Night Hong carries both hands, indifferent to look at this opponent, heart secretly a sigh.

With his level of medical skills, it is natural to see that Shangguan Wan'er's body has run out of oil, the lamp is dry, and there are many scars.

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"It's the so-called" do not speak down when you've done your best? "

Night Hong murmured to himself, and suddenly wanted to see the master who said this sentence.

With only one sentence, it affected the determined characters like Dongfang Longqi and Shangguan Wan'er.

It can be seen that the mood of those who say this must be extraordinary.

The tired face of Shangguan Wan'er is aimed at Yehong, and the weak voice comes out slowly from her mouth.

"I once saw a description in an ancient book collection...

it mentioned that after ancient times, heaven was changeable.

Due to the lack of heaven, all the ancient Taoists were born to be unable to reach the peak state... "

Night Hong's eyebrows suddenly slightly wrinkled.

Some of him could not understand the meaning of this sentence, but vaguely felt that there was a metaphysical and mysterious truth in it.

The peak of ancient Daowu?

Yehong actually thought about this problem.

People, what limits can we go to on the road of ancient Daowu?

Flying away?

Moving mountains and reclaiming the sea?

Or is it that immortals become saints and soar in the sky?

He has no answer, and he can't verify it.

So Night Hong can only touch the stone, slowly across the river, bit by bit to explore the mystery of Tao.

But today, someone told him that this road was a dead end.

This makes Ye Hongyi not know how to react.

But Shangguan Wan'er continued to speak: "I integrated the insights I got from the collection into my Yin Jia's writing, and gradually found a new way out of the incomplete road.

That is, man follows the earth, the earth follows the heaven, and the heaven follows the Tao...

"the Tao follows the nature!"

Her voice suddenly became less weak.

At the same time, there is a strong breath of soaring into the sky, gushing out from her body!