At this time, a ray of magnificent light broke through.
This brilliance is not any of Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Indigo, Purple, black and white, but it is quite similar to the color of the power in the Sword Venerable body. .
The brilliance far away in the sky is close between the fingers, passing the Sword Venerable whose consciousness is completely invested in the ten sources.
The somewhat unstable Monster King below felt that the powerful coercion disappeared without a trace in an instant.
……
In the darkness, the sky is like a calm boat, no one is accompanied, and there is no way to get to the shore.
Who am I?
……
Sound, perhaps thinking is like throw a stone and see it sink without trace in the sea, there is no response, and no one responds.
Ling Xiao still wanders, lonely and black.
In loneliness, Ling Xiao thought of his family, but he also forgot what family is.
Ling Xiao wants to remember everything, but forgets everything until a certain moment...
Who are you?
In front of me, there is a man of twenty, with a black robe, gorgeous and outrageous.
Unexpectedly, the corners of the man's indifferent mouth moved.
"I am you."
The simple three words are truly and deeply reflected in Ling Xiao's mind.
Then who am I?
"You?" The man stretched out his right hand, with the tip of his index finger, with a five-color brilliance, "You are...Ling Xiao." The man hesitated for a moment, as if thinking of something.
A pointer to Zhong Ling Xiao's eyebrows, Ling Xiao once again fainted in this Black space. Before going into a coma, Ling Xiao issued the last question, even if he couldn't know the result.
Who on earth are you?
"Me? I am the five meanings... Sword Ancestor, no, sword saint."
Of course, this is for him to listen, but which one is it?
Who knows.
……
Ling Xiao took a difficult step, step by step, here is a pure white world, the sky is white, the ground is white, of course, except for Ling Xiao .
There is no water and no partners.
For some reason, Ling Xiao suddenly wanted to ask herself.
Who am I?
"You are Ling Xiao!" Without knowing what the reason was, Ling Xiao snarled at himself, stopped and took a few breaths. At this moment, Ground continued to regress, and a Black hole was also constantly enlarged behind Ling Xiao, until...
Ah! !
A powerful suction tear at Ling Xiao, and there is no doubt that the black hole swallowed Ling Xiao.
Of course, all of this is either real or illusory.
...
Ling Xiao didn't dare to open his eyes, for fear of what the hell was going on. He wondered, should the dead be tortured?
It seemed that Ling Xiao thought he was dead.
It's no wonder that there were domestic servants who had escaped before, and if they didn't escape successfully, they would be put to death.
Anyway, Ling Xiao felt that she was lying on a bed now, and her clothes had been changed. After all, the servant’s clothes were extremely uncomfortable to wear. Now the clothes on my body, just relying on the physical sense, I feel that it is more than five grades, and there is a thick quilt on my body, it is winter, with Lingxiao’s physique, if it weren’t for this quilt, I’m afraid it would have been long ago. I jumped up from the cold.
Feng Qingyang stood aside, playing with a piece of purple ore, which was the purple copper ore. With his vision, he found out the extraordinary of this ore, and a few traces of Innate were revealed in it. Yuan Qi has not escaped his Divine Consciousness.
This is clearly the breath of the Innate seismic source, although it is extremely broken, it is also the incomplete Innate seismic source. ..