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Zi Shuang followed closely. Although she was at a loss, as long as her spirit moved, she would unwaveringly keep up. "This is almost instinctual." Maybe he'll find a way. "

How could Ling Du have a way? Holding Zi Shuang's hand, he thought of Du Ruo, how could that gentle girl who was as soft as water be one of the killers who sealed him.

"She must have been tricked, she must …" Ling Jun repeated the same sentence in his heart. The more she repeated it, the more confused she became. When she thought of Du Ruo, purple frost appeared again.

He had never experienced something like this before. Even if he had a romantic relationship with someone in his previous life, it had never been so messy. Uh, his thoughts spread like the sea, and he suddenly realized that Duro wasn't the only one in his life.

What was this feeling? He felt lost. The wonderful memories only added to his melancholy. It was once again a calm night, and emotions that had been forgotten for the past five thousand years suddenly exploded. He had once loved a woman.

The same tragedy, the same … He could not think. However, memories gushed out. Why was it that every time he thought of Duro, his grief would erupt? The root cause was that he had experienced such pain before. Even though he never admitted his feelings for the man until the end. But the massacre of thirteen cities and the massacre of a million people could not conceal his pain.

After that battle, he was suspended for twenty years for killing too much. He had always thought that it was to avenge his comrades, which was why he killed them.

Inadvertently, he had broken the seal of memory, a true seal. The Dragon Spring Holy Emperor hissed, "He actually sealed the origin soul himself!"

"Terrible man." Sky Phoenix was very sensitive to sadness. She did not expect that the spiritual soul seal would contain a crazy slaughter.

"Eastern Tower …" Ling Du spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

"East Building?" Does he really love men? " The Holy Emperor of the Dragon Spring flew backwards, carrying the purple frost.

Eldest senior brother of Ling Jun's sect in the east building had a grand total of three hundred and eighteen years of age. As soon as he entered the school, he was assigned to the east building's group. Under the tutelage of their talented senior apprentice-brother, their spiritual energy had improved at an astonishing rate. Soon, they caught up to him. The two of them had become good brothers. It was always a couple, and at that time, there were rumors in the sect that they were in cahoots.

The two of them had also said that if the other party was a woman, they would definitely marry her. "Good fortune makes a fool out of people. Neither of them thought that the senior brother that they had been spending all their time with would actually be a woman." Terrible destiny, cruel east building. Why did you appear as a woman on my wedding night?

The moonlight that night was beautiful, beautiful to the point of dripping blood. Durou is beautiful, like a flower in bud. The east building was heartbreakingly beautiful. Only the spirits mourned. He loves Duro...

"I am an inescapable person, and you will have a glorious future. I've only been a woman once in my life and watched you get married. "

"You're ruthless. "Why did you tell me today?"

"You're getting married today."

"Go, go."

She really left the sect. They had thought that they would never meet again. Who would have thought that they would meet on the battlefield? From then on, they would never be able to leave his side. Who would have thought that she would die on the battlefield. The spirit had collapsed. A terrifying killing intent filled him. Three months of continuous fighting had failed to quell his anger. Finally, he fell into a deep sleep in Duro's embrace. When he woke up, there were curses, and many people proposed never to use him again.

With the east building gone, what was there to stay on the battlefield? He didn't care about the punishments of the ancient country, how was he to get out of this loss? How to face his wife?

Under the torment of pain and self-blame, he finally chose to seal off all his memories of the east building.

"There will be a day when the seal is released. I hope that I won't be here by then." That was Duro's opinion of his decision.

Du Ruo's words would often come true.

Why did others always say that he had killed too many people? Ling Du found the answer. It was like he couldn't look straight at it.

"Hurry up and save him." Violetfrost was worried. Why did she go crazy again for no reason at all?

The Holy Emperor of the Dragon Spring had come back to his senses. What was there to be afraid of? "It turns out that he was shocked by the scene of the massacre." I haven't killed as many people as you have in my entire life. There's no justice in not sealing you. "

"Your Majesty, hurry up and seal him." Holy Emperor Longquin made a sincere suggestion.

"Nobody can seal me." Ling Du heard the word 'seal' erupt in rage as he charged towards the Eight-footed Sea Monster with his spear. Bang Bang Bang... The scene of blood splattering everywhere was shocking. The white clothes were dyed in blood, and a cold chill descended upon the land.

"Poor sea monster." The Holy Emperor didn't join in the battle. The Blue Blood Silver Washing Spear's godly might moved the stars and moon. He was the one who deserved the divine retribution. Not even the Celestial Tribulation could deal with him.

"The grief at the loss of the East Tower dominated the charge of the Spirit King's recklessness." Snatching away my beauty and lust, leaving Zang Qing and Bai Wuqing in a state of ruthlessness. I want to slaughter everything in this world. "

Roar … Terrified, the sea monsters swarmed forward, countless giant feet rolling towards Lingjun. Bang, bang, bang. Broken limbs flew everywhere, and even their spirits were floating in the air.

He was already in the sea monster circle. Zi Shuang was still saying: "Hurry and save him."

"He won't stop until he's exhausted. Killing has always been a matter of despair. The suffering of war dictated his life. Every god of death had unspeakable pain. You undid the killing intent that he had been continuously sealing. " The Dragon Spring Sacred Emperor felt the same way. The reason he reconstructed the God Slaughtering Spear was so that he could escape death.

There were many people who chose to seal the place in the face of the pain of killing, and there were also people who chose to put it down, but in the end, they had never seen anyone who chose to seal it. The domineering aura of being annihilated by the wave of a hand must pay a painful price.

"Me?" Zi Shuang asked in a low voice. I didn't do anything...

"Who else but you? But you can't save him. " Holy Emperor Longquan really wanted to say that if he died, the world would be safe. Then he thought, "Who directed his tragedy? What happened five thousand years ago? Could it be related to a few ancestor masters? "

Violetfrost knew that she was powerless, so she could only worry empty-handed. There were too many problems with the spiritual force. Who knew when the next explosion would occur? Was this the reason why he was sealed? With five hundred years of being a Three Sages, her strength was too great, causing her mental state to break apart?

His entire plan was in disarray. In such a state, what treasure could he possibly steal? Tian Feng took the opportunity to retrieve his memories. What surprised him was that he only managed to unlock a part of the seal.

And seals... What kind of secret was it that made you choose this way to forget about it? The Heavenly Phoenix said, "The God Slaughtering Spear is pulling him into the skies."

The Godslayer Spear erupted with blood. How could he listen to her? Its spear-soul had come out to devour the sea monsters. Ling Jun's anger ignited its murderous nature.

Well, I got angry too. Phoenix flames erupted and forcefully suppressed both the God Slaughtering Spear and Spirit, swallowing them into the small world and raising them high into the sky.

Boom! The crimson enchantment violently trembled. It suddenly opened its mouth and swallowed the small world and the purple frost thousands of feet high.

"Haha, tree of creation." An eerie voice floated out of the sea of blood like a ghost, causing one's hair to stand on end.

Violet Winter erupted forth with the Violet Cloud Beast's true essence shield, blocking the sea of blood. The terrifying sea of blood was devouring true energy.

"I knew it would be bad luck." The Holy Emperor of the Dragon Spring cried out in grief. He had seen many things in his life, and now, he was facing a terrifying figure. Or maybe it was before the invasion.