Chapter 2973

"Ah -" the scream sounded, the red shadow dissolved, and the divine spirit struggled and expanded, and then burst into white light. Hongying's life was over, and even his short cry was not heard.

A monk's life can be very long. If the red shadow does not enter the temple or the altar, she can live for hundreds of years or even nearly a thousand years. The cultivation of divine and human environment is enough to make the red shadow live with flavor.

As a woman, Hong Ying doesn't even know what love is, so her life suddenly ends.

Compared with Han Fei and Zhen Cheng, Hong Ying stayed at the altar for a longer time. However, the longer time, did not bring greater advantages to the red shadow. Hongying hates Han Fei and woos Zhen Cheng. They all end in failure. Maybe. From the moment she saw Han Fei, Hong Ying realized something, so she wanted to kill Han Fei.

Hong Ying tried hard. In order to kill Han Fei, Hong Ying approached Tu San. Even wronged himself.

Unfortunately, after knowing Tu San, Hong Ying didn't even have a chance to get close to Han Fei. Even if there was a chance to see Han Fei and Zhen Cheng was present, there was still no chance to solve Han Fei.

The Golden Dragon sword was destroyed in Han Fei's hand, and the red shadow hated it to death. However, the red shadow has nothing to do. When I first saw Han Fei, Hong Ying felt that she had an advantage. However, just a few months later, Hongying became more and more suspicious of herself.

Now, everything is not important, life is over. Gratitude and resentment also disappeared without a trace.

"Hoo Hoo"

Flame huff and puff, rapid compression and explosion of space. The death barrier devoured the life of the fire shadow. Before the carnival, the five elements were broken.

The temperature of the flame rises, burning everything and melting everything. The previously unbreakable space is now the weakest. Overlooking from a high altitude, this side of the world turns red, which is the color of fire.

The flames spread all over the world, then quickly condensed and contracted, and gradually formed a human shape. At first, the shape was not obvious. Half an hour later, the flame giant had shrunk to tens of meters.

The head, limbs and facial features are gradually clear, the body is angry, and finally condensed together!

"Alas -" a sigh sounded and spread to the distance. Then, the flame disappeared, and a fiery red statue was formed, standing on a sloping hillside, looking up at the head. When the facial features appeared, it was actually a red shadow.

The sigh did not ring again. When the flame disappeared, heaven and earth returned to their normal color. The dead gas barrier is missing. The five elements also disappeared. That's enough to melt all the flames, and now they disappear clean.

"Call -"

It's windy and cold. The dawn is slightly dew, and a new day begins. Red shadow ended his life. Maybe no one knows who red shadow is except a few people.

Several years later, if someone enters the five elements of the dark door and sees the red shadow statue again, he will also listen to the story told by her ghost, and then she will disappear forever.

The statue of the red shadow stood against the morning wind, where she looked up. Leaning upward, the gray dead spirit moves there, away from the statue of the red shadow. Death comes and takes life.

When death becomes a result, perhaps the most desired thing for those statues that have ended their life is to face death.

Ordinary people and friars are born to death. Even if you can live for 10000 years, it will be difficult to get rid of the entanglement of death in the end.

Life and death are losers every time. Winning occasionally is only temporary. As time goes on, life is bound to be defeated by death.

Death tries to destroy everything, roars and roars, goes all the way, wants to destroy all the vigorous things, and then envelops everything with darkness.

Death comes, life ends. Everything becomes the darkness of nothingness.

However, even if darkness comes, it is difficult to eliminate life. There is a breath of life hidden in the dark energy, which is coerced and integrated into it. With the breath of darkness, it grows rapidly.

Life is conceived in the dark.

Everything in heaven and earth and the origin of life seem to be related to darkness. Darkness seems to be connected with death, but the darkest place is easy to be ignored by death.

Therefore, vitality sprouts there, then grows rapidly, and then continues to fight against the darkness.

Life goes on and on.

Heaven and earth, white and black, life and death.

If the world is divided into two poles, life and death occupy one end respectively. Just. Heaven and earth, white and black are easy to see, but life and death are easy to be ignored.

The most dazzling importance, hidden in the deepest, can not be ignored. However, no matter ordinary people or monks, when they are alive, they will ignore the existence of death. When death comes, the living body becomes extremely decadent and negative, and suddenly the tenacity and struggle of the origin of life.

The fish under the cold ice, the green grass under the stone, the ruins in the bitter wind and rain. The burst of life energy behind it is exciting, even. When they are found beautiful, the whole person will become younger and more energetic.

"Canopy -"

The air suddenly stagnated. Two light spots, black and white, fell on the death barrier without stopping. At the moment of falling, they quickly moved together.

The sound of palm slapping on the wooden table is dull and textured.

There is no earth shaking tsunami, and there is no space for fragmentation and fluctuation. The seemingly indestructible death barrier broke.

When the black and white light spots move and overlap, the dead gas barrier trembles slightly, and then shrinks and dissipates rapidly.

Black and white spots dissipate too fast.

However, in Han Fei's eyes, the black and white light spots from large to small, from far to near, and finally overlap. It seems to have taken a lifetime.

"Alas -"

The dead gas barrier dissipated, and everything around the body is returning to normal circle by circle. The cold wind ran through my ears. Some cold, some tingling.

However, Han Fei likes the sting, because only the sting can appreciate the beauty of living.

"Call -"

Spit out a mouthful of turbid air and burst into warm brilliance in his eyes. Like just budding seedlings, it is full of hope for the future.

The continuation of life is not only as simple as living, but also needs energy and spirit. It needs a stubborn breath that I am unwilling and I do not admit defeat.

The sudden appearance of the dead gas barrier. The dissipated was also unexpected. Han Fei was still standing in his previous position. His clear facial features were changing in an instant. For a moment, it was the childish look of the baby, and for a moment, it was the vicissitudes of the old man.

Recalling the previous attack, it is still so dreamy. Run the secret formula of heaven, offer black and white chess pieces, and stand on the position of Tianyuan. Nineteen vertical and nineteen horizontal staggered, rolling the dead gas barrier.

The attack of black and white chessmen is different from that of fairy sword artifact. Even when flying out of the divine space, the black and white chessmen roared fiercely. However, when the black-and-white chess piece touched the death barrier, the powerful and terrible death gas was broken down, then quickly disintegrated, dissolved, and finally turned into black-and-white energy.

Han Fei has never realized that if a smooth attack, seemingly without any power, would bloom such terrible energy when touching the dead gas barrier.

Han Fei doesn't want to die!

The old and indifferent reminder only gives you one chance. Once you fail, your life will end. It doesn't matter where or who the sound comes from.

What really matters is to live. Everything is meaningless except living.

Han Fei doesn't want to die, he can't. Don't want to die!

Even if he knew that he had only one chance to attack and that his resistance was difficult to succeed, Han Fei launched an attack like an ant.

Facing a mammoth, the ant attacked.

Such an attack is pale and ridiculous, but the life body that makes the attack does not feel ridiculous, nor will it be sad because of its own smallness.

There is no difference in the origin of life. Mammoths and ants have the same origin of life, but they show different forms. Mammoths are more cracked, ants are more insignificant, that's all!

The lives of kings and peasants are the same, only because of their status. It makes us ignore the truth of life.

Life struggles with life, and what remains in the end must be tenacious.

Mammoth is very powerful, but if its life is dying, it is very humble. The ant is very small, but even if its back is pressed against the stone, it still tries to get rid of it and try to live. It's great.

The dying flame is not as good as a newly lit Mars.

Facing the smell of death, Han Fei is an ant. An ant who is not afraid of heaven and earth and a strong dead gas barrier, and an ant who is stubborn and unwilling to end his life.

At the moment of offering black and white chess pieces, Han Fei gave everything he had. When the black-and-white pieces flew out, Han Fei's vitality and mental power poured out!

Han Fei doesn't know what it means to defeat the death barrier. If he succeeds, Han Fei doesn't know whether the voice of contempt will appear.

Han Fei only knows a little - alive!

Nothing else matters. So Han Fei launched an attack wholeheartedly. Put your life, hope, dream and future on the black and white chess pieces.

Black and white pieces blend.

When the two pieces collide with each other, they shine black and white like sharp sabres, cutting the death barrier quickly.

There are no obstacles. Even, the dead gas barrier is not organized to resist. The ice and snow melt and the danger dissipates. It seems that it has returned to the previous world!

Han Fei stood quietly and stared, without a trace of joy on his face.

The black-and-white chessmen return to the divine grid, each occupying half, flashing black-and-white light and ready to go. The little god man is sandwiched between two pieces, which is as dignified as Han Fei's flesh!

Han Fei waited.

Vaguely, Han Fei felt that the battle had just begun.