Chapter 1244

Death is so close.

This wisp of will, combined with the power of his spirit, state of mind and body, is like an idea that can be erased at will.

But in the face of the great terror between life and death, there was no wavering!

However, in the depths of the robbery cloud, from this moment on, there was no thunder, and even the sound of thunder was silent.

Only the thunder awns all over the sky, silver, purple, red... Magnificent and beautiful.

"It's over?"

Lintian was stunned.

Indeed, it was over, and the dark clouds of robbery began to disperse gradually, and the power of heaven and earth was declining at an alarming rate.

The gorgeous thunder covered Lintian's will like being pulled.

At that time, the surging and unparalleled vitality emerged and turned into a bright halo. Lintian's will was bathed in it and was transforming at an amazing speed

At this point, Lintian dared to believe that he had survived this unprecedented disaster!

Thunder is like light and rain, bright and holy.

Vaguely, Lintian's body began to agglomerate and regenerate

His spirit also began to reshape

In a quarter of an hour.

The thunder disappeared all over the sky, showing a slender, dignified and majestic figure. Every inch of the body is carved like flawless lanolin jade.

In the pores, there is dense Taoist light, flowing wisps of light Qinghui, with an introverted and holy atmosphere.

A thick black long hair, glittering and translucent at the root, falling down on the waist and fluttering in the wind.

Looking at his face again, his black eyes are as deep as an abyss, his facial features are angular, and there is a trace of perseverance and calm in his Qingjun.

In his body, Tao takes root, like the root of heaven and earth, surging like the spiritual power of the ocean, circulating in his body along the mysterious track, emitting a roar like thunder.

In the sea of knowledge, the three yuan gods, Dharma phase, sat upright and dignified, with a great road God flower shrouded above their heads, and a very different hazy light and rain floated.

What is different from the past is that behind the three Yuanshen dharmas, there is a looming abyss, which is as ethereal as a big road, but gives people a breath of palpitation.

Longevity phase!

If you go through the long life disaster and the Tao takes root, you will condense a picture of the long life Dharma in the spirit!

"Three robberies in longevity..."

In the murmur, Lintian raised his eyes like a pair of sharp lightning, tearing the sky.

On Lintian's body, there was an unparalleled momentum, which made the robbery cloud in the sky that had not completely collapsed be powdered in an instant!

The emptiness in all directions is wailing at this moment, as if they were surrendering.

I have been trapped for four years, but now I am out of the trap and break the triple eternal disaster. Living from death is like a fish leaping over a dragon's gate and turning into a dragon!

Lintian couldn't help but burst into a rage, and then he couldn't help roaring.

Its voice is like a dragon, resounding all over the world!

From a distance, the young man standing in the void is like a god reborn from nirvana. His peerless style makes the world dim.

"Ancient Buddha, Yun Qingbai... You probably think Lin is dead..."

For a long time, Lintian restrained his breath and regained his extraordinary temperament.

His dark eyes were quiet and scanned the distance.

"After four years, what kind of scene has it become in Shangjiu?"

Shua!

Lintian took one step and disappeared out of thin air.

In the fifth year when he came to the ancient wasteland, Lintian got out of trouble at the bottom of the Styx River and came back to the world!

……

Deep in the dark forest.

A group of strong figures haunted, led by a Xuanyi youth with sword eyebrow star, which is Wang Ziying, the descendant of Huangting sword sect in the southern xuanjie.

"Stop."

Suddenly, the young man in dark clothes waved his hand, and a cold feeling appeared on his lips. "Before action, I have something to say."

The crowd was awed.

"The target we have to deal with this time is Zhao Jingxuan, the descendant of Lingbao holy land. This daughter has a deep relationship with Lintian. She didn't believe in the news of Lintian's death, so she married here and waited for four years."

Someone couldn't help laughing: "this woman is really chaste. It's better to be happy with me if she keeps a widow for a dead man."

The others laughed.

Wang Ziying said slowly, "our task is to capture this woman alive and give it to his highness Mingzi. You know, although Lintian died, it can't dispel the hatred of Lord Mingzi. Capturing this woman can also let his highness vent his anger."

"It's just that I heard that this woman is a man of the moment in Lingbao holy land and is highly valued. If she does so, I'm afraid she will offend Lingbao holy land."

Someone hesitated to speak.

Wang Ziying disdained: "in the holy land of Lingbao, there is only one swallow cutting autumn, which is frightening, and others are not worried."

The crowd was relieved.

"That's easy. Brother Wang, let's hurry. I can't wait. This woman is the confidant of Lin demon God! If you can catch her..."

A young man with narrow cheeks showed an excited and obscene smile.

Lin demon God, what a sight?

Although he is dead, it would be nice to humiliate and play with his woman

It's exciting to think about it!

When others saw this, they couldn't help laughing again.

Wang Ziying frowned and shouted, "pay attention! This woman is for his highness Mingzi. Who dares to stretch out his hand, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Hey, if this woman really falls into the hands of his highness Mingzi, I'm afraid she will be trampled to death. You know, Lintian destroyed his Highness's plan and robbed the refining pot. How can he not hate it?"

"Unfortunately, Lintian died four years ago."

Someone sighed.

"Stop talking nonsense and go."

Wang Ziying said coldly.

He hated Lintian very much.

When he robbed the opportunity on Sansheng rock, he wanted to cooperate with Lintian to deal with the strong of taiyimen.

Who thought, Lintian refused directly.

And in the end, in order to survive, he and other companions had to bow their heads and were humiliated and blackmailed away by Lintian!

In this action, the reason why Wang Ziying targeted Zhao Jingxuan also had a mind of revenge.

Although Lintian is dead, can the woman who retaliates against you?

This is Wang Ziying's mentality.

Thinking of this, Wang Ziying suddenly said, "what's more, even if he is alive, he is destined to be cut by his highness Mingzi!"

The words are full of resentment and hatred.

Before long, a thatched cottage appeared in the sight of everyone.

The cottage is clean and tidy. There is a herb garden and flower field in front of the cottage.

A woman was sitting under the eaves of a thatched cottage, stunned.

"Zhao Jingxuan?"

Wang Ziying took a deep breath and opened her mouth in a deep voice.

The woman didn't answer. She just raised her head and looked at a pair of clear eyes. The eyes were empty and dead.

Wang Ziying shivered inexplicably in her heart, as if she was not facing a picturesque woman, but a body without a soul!

"What are you looking at? I tell you, come with us obediently, or today will be your death!"

A young man shouted.

"How beautiful!"

The young man with narrow cheeks showed the color of lust and obsession, and his eyes looked at Zhao Jingxuan wantonly.

At the thought of Lintian's famous woman, he suddenly felt an unspeakable excitement and tyranny.

The woman turned a deaf ear to all this, took back her eyes, lowered her head and said, "I am already a living dead man, and I am not afraid of life and death..."

His voice was dry and low, as if he had not spoken for a long time.

The living dead?

Wang Ziying was stunned. Her face sank immediately and said, "pretend to play tricks. I tell you, even if you are a corpse, you will come with us this time!"

Other people took a breath, but they didn't expect that people like Wang Ziying could say such cruel words.

This is to see people alive and dead bodies?

Zhao Jingxuan stopped talking and waited for four years. She sat here day and night. Her heart had already sunk into darkness.

She was not stupid and would not blindly believe that Lintian was still alive.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

For the past four years, she has been thinking about a problem.

Why, when I learned about Lin Xun's death, I would choose to look for and wait regardless of everything, unwilling to believe that he has passed away?

The answer actually existed at the moment she decided to settle here and wait.

Just

But it was a little late to understand.

She regretted it.

Regret why I didn't take this answer seriously long ago.

The thatched cottage is quiet, and the beautiful shadow sitting under the eaves also has an abnormal quiet. From beginning to end, there is no panic, fear and fear.

As if, as she said, it's just the living dead. How can you fear life and death?

But this is not what Wang Ziying wants to see!

In his mind, Zhao Jingxuan should tremble and beg for mercy, or resist angrily and firmly, which is what he wants to see.

To give him the pleasure of revenge.

But now, but not at all!

This makes Wang Ziying have an unspeakable anger and loss in her heart, and an unspeakable anger.

He waved and shouted, "go and catch her!"

The other strong men were impatient of waiting. Hearing the speech, they rushed to the thatched cottage without hesitation.

Boom!

The fences around the cottage were smashed, and the flower beds and medicine fields full of all kinds of flowers were also ruined.

The cottage shook violently and eventually collapsed under heavy load.

Originally, it was as quiet as a hidden place, but now everything is destroyed.

Zhao Jingxuan never wavered from beginning to end.

In her hand, she held a treasure tripod, which was branded with the pattern of Kowloon roaming.

This is the Jiulong Baoding, which Lintian refined for her. Because of refining this treasure, she met him at Qinglu College for the first time.

At that time, she dressed up as a man, bright and clear, natural and unrestrained, in high spirits, and her eyes were as bright as stars.

At that time, he was just a holy tattoo master who had just been employed in Qinglu college, and he was also a small friar with low friars.

At this time, he was silent for four years and did not know life or death.

At this time, she was dead for four years, fearless of life and death.

Hiss!

A strong wind came, and it was the young man with long and narrow cheeks, with a fanatical, obscene and greedy luster in his eyes.

The attack is close at hand.

Zhao Jingxuan was still unconscious and sat there like a beautiful sculpture.

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PS: second shift.