Chapter 1683： Sage grievances (three more monthly tickets)

The sound is like if the soul bites the ear, like a ghost invades the heart.

"Ghost!" Li Xiaoxiao secretly opened a gap in her eyes, and then she was so scared that her hair would explode, and she ran away.

"No!" Li Yunning's face was pale, he was guarding his state of mind and grabbed Li Xiaoxiao.

In Qin Xuan's three-zhang, they are still like this, their mood is swaying, if they are outside Qin Xuan's three-zhang, the sorrow alone is enough to make them fall into unexpectedness.

"Senior, we should look back!" Ning Wuque said with difficulty.

The faceless woman in front of them, whether human or ghost, is definitely not something they can face in their current state of mind.

He seemed to understand why the only ancestor who came from Wuguixian Temple was so lucky, and why he was crazy.

The state of mind is broken, the sound of mourning is like a nightmare, and the heart is devouring the soul, how can it not be crazy! ?

"I grant you three words to unite with immortal power, but you can hold on for an hour here!"

Qin Xuan spoke slowly, his fingertips pointed three spiritual lights into the hearts of the three people.

After that, Qin Xuan stepped forward. He listened to the reincarnation tune, and walked towards the faceless woman with his hand in white.

The sound of sorrow lingers, like a bone-attached maggot eroding the mood, but Qin Xuan seems unmoved.

He walked for a few miles, and the wailing sound became more pronounced.

"Life knows death, death will not exist, where is the way..."

"Go ahead, but a dead end, it will eventually die..."

"In reincarnation, there is no other shore..."

The voice was extremely lamentable, as if the endless despair hit Qin Xuan's heart.

"enough!"

Qin Xuan spoke suddenly, and he moved his mind.

This faceless woman is obviously the evolution of the resentment of the saint's bones.

With the emperor's might, the faceless woman was shocked, even if it was nearly a hundred miles apart.

Suddenly, instead of retreating, the faceless woman danced wildly like a ghost.

She confided the old fairy saying, "The emperor is also dead, why did you crush me!?"

Lie in blood, sad and angry.

"Everything will be annihilated. The way forward is already broken."

"I begged for the truth hard, and after all the catastrophes, but in the end, it was only a death. Even the return journey must be on the edge of the immortal world!"

"Sage, haha, what about the saint? Funny, pathetic, pathetic..."

The sharp sound was harsh, and behind Qin Xuan, the emperor turned into a white robe, clouds and mist lingering.

The resentment of this saint is too terrifying, I don't know how many years have accumulated.

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, he looked at the faceless woman, under the protection of the emperor, he continued to move forward.

Suddenly, the sharp tone became peaceful.

"Passenger, what can you do if you have been struggling for a lifetime? Great, what can you do? There have been so many great emperors throughout the ages, how many people can be seen today?"

"It's better to reincarnate together and avoid suffering. After all, it is a dead end, but it is hard to escape reincarnation no matter how long you walk."

The voice became sad, more like endless self-deprecation.

In Qin Xuan's eyes, a phantom even appeared.

He saw a girl, dressed in red, practicing hard.

This is a family where girls have gone through hardships and endured pain.

The picture turns, the girl has grown into a girl, she fell into a disaster, the family was destroyed, she fled in embarrassment, the wounds can penetrate the bones, the dry bones under her feet form a road, and the blood becomes a river.

Qin Xuan walked forward, watching the girl grow up, fall into trouble, take revenge, hate, enlighten the way, every step seemed to be extremely difficult.

The picture changes again, and the girl has turned into a tall existence, ten miles of red makeup.

The phoenix crown and phoenix were draped on her body, but there was no sadness or joy in her eyes.

During the big wedding, a hundred people celebrate together.

Vaguely, there seemed to be a voice, "I'm going to die!"

"I know!"

In the bridal chamber, the sword pierced the heart and dripped blood, tears ran across the cheek in the woman's cold and proud eyes.

"Go, I have done what I wanted, borrow my bones to help you holy road!"

The vague voice sounded, and even more stern and desperate, resounded through the world.

The red makeup is dead and everything is buried.

A figure rose into the air.

The picture turns again, the woman has become a saint, and all sentient beings worship.

The respect of the saint, above the fairyland.

In the world, that woman walked alone for a long time, through the years, through the vicissitudes of life.

She walked for a long time, doing her best with every step.

"The road ahead is broken!"

"Dilu, no more!"

"I'm going to find a way, but the vast chaos..."

In front of a grave, a woman whispered, "You helped me with your orders, but I will disappoint you!"

"What to do, I can't die, if I die, no one will remember you anymore!"

She looked at the deserted grave, and finally turned and walked out of the fairy world.

Qin Xuan watched this scene, finally couldn't help but sigh slightly.

He has almost walked these hundred miles, to the back of the fairy palace.

Although Di Nian protects his body, it also makes his sea of ​​consciousness continue to make waves.

With a light sigh, the screen turned again.

This is a chaos, the woman is almost lost.

"No way, no way to supreme!"

"My life is gone!"

"I'm still going to die, but I'm not reconciled. Even if I die, I want to return to the fairyland!"

"Let me see him again and worship him again."

"Can't hold on, the Holy Body is beginning to decay, and the mind is about to become chaotic!"

"But, I haven't arrived in the fairy world yet, wait a minute, wait a minute!"

In the chaos, the originally high saint seemed to be a helpless child at this moment.

She was a little bit old, her body was decayed, and she was even awake occasionally, occasionally walking around in chaos like a fool.

"I want to go back!"

"Death, reincarnation, I want to go back too!"

"God, let me see him again!"

"Can anyone help me, I want to go back, I want to die by his side!"

"Guck, can't go back, can't go back!"

"Heavenly Dao, Immortal Dao, Sage, Great Emperor... Jokes, hahaha, they are the biggest jokes!"

"Pingyu, you died for me in vain, I... I can't go back if I haven't walked there!"

"Why, all living beings can only die in the end when they cultivate the Tao!"

"Why!? Why must we die!"

Unwillingness, resentment, despair... Gradually dispersed in this chaos and annihilated.

Qin Xuan's footsteps paused slightly, and he spit out two words, "Enough!"

These two characters, like Ruo Di, shook this illusion.

He looked at the faceless woman in blood, his eyes calm.

"You tell me, if you know that the road ahead is a dead end, will you still move forward?"

"Passenger, you will die and step into reincarnation."

"Why are we all going to die!? Why are we going to die!?"

"You come and tell me!"

The faceless woman was crazy, looking at Qin Xuan, as if questioning, she pointed to her heart.

There was a trace of blood at the corner of Qin Xuan's mouth, which was left by Di Nian using it for too long.

Qin Xuan ignored the faceless woman, he walked forward and smashed through the faceless woman, as if breaking through Yunyan.

Behind her, the body of the faceless woman condensed again, and she turned her head, "Look, how stupid you are, knowing that you are dead, you have to move forward!"

"In the end, you will be the same as me. You will never return home, buried in this boundless chaos."

"No one remembers who you are, no one knows that you have been there. There is no trace of the world, all beings have forgotten, and disappeared completely in this world, as if they had never appeared before."

In the Immortal Hall of No Return, Qin Xuan looked at the saint bone.

He sighed faintly, and stepped towards this bone.

He looked at this saint bone, as if seeing endless anger, sorrow, injustice, despair from its dry bone...

Qin Xuan's thin lips opened slightly, and he spit out five characters.

"I am different from you!"

The bones of the saint shook, and the coercion of the monstrous saint swept across.

Qin Xuan gently leaned over, his forehead pressed against the forehead of the saint bone.

"enough!"

"I'll bring you……"

"Come back home!"