Chapter 5 Dust Destiny

Like an electric light tearing the night and falling into the world, the beam of light that gathered the power of the true method fell from the sky, fell from the top of the white bone demon snake, and went straight in from the top of the head. In an instant, a huge force burst out from the huge body, and several Qingyun disciples who were fighting around were pushed far away by this invisible and qualitative airflow.

The white bone demon snake raised the sky and let out a long roar. The voice was sad. The huge bones that supported its body from top to bottom suddenly began to emit strange brilliance. After a moment, it made a small sound of "Kaka" from countless places, and light was projected from its bones. After that, with a loud noise, the huge body of the demon snake fell down and smashed the hard white jade slab under him into the boss's deep pit. After struggling on the ground a few times, it finally stopped trembling.

The dazzling beam of light slowly dispersed, revealing the figures of the seven elders and Lu Xueqi, Xiao Yicai and others floating in the sky. Under them, beside the huge monster body, the corpses were everywhere, among which the bodies of the four Qingyun elders had lied forever. Among the people who are still alive, there are more colorful. In the younger generation, Lu Xueqi's face is as cold as frost, but most of her clothes have turned red. Xiao Yi is not bad. It's not a big problem. Only Zeng Shushu was self-supported. Seeing that this huge monster finally died, Fang was relieved. Suddenly, the ground It fell down.

Everyone was shocked. Fortunately, Xiao Yicai was next to Zeng Shushu, caught his body, checked it carefully, and was relieved to signal to the others. Then everyone was relieved and continued to participate in another war situation.

After dozens of elders of the right path joined the battle group, the situation of this catastrophe finally developed in a favorable direction of the right path for the first time. The Taoist magic power of these seniors is far better than that of ordinary disciples. Although the number of people is relatively small, the impact is quite huge. Under the joint siege of a dozen elders and young disciples such as Xiao Yicai, Lu Xueqi and Zeng Shushu, although the huge monsters were extremely powerful, they were still suppressed by these people, and were finally killed by everyone. However, after all, such monsters are fierce, which also makes the right path pay a heavy price.

It's just that in this bloody storm, who still remembers the dead companion?

At the moment when the huge body of the white-bone demon snake fell, the people floating high in the sky had turned around and rushed to another regiment with no expression on their faces, continuing to kill and fight. Xiao Yi just flew to the rear, put Zeng Shushu in a secluded place, and hurried back. Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, Yu Guang looked at the place just now, Lu Xueqi seemed to be in a daze, staring at the corpse of the monster, and his face pale.

Xiao Yi was surprised and shouted, "Sister Lu, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Xueqi's body shook, as if she woke up from a dream. She looked over in a blink of an eye, and her lips moved, as if she wanted to say something. But after seeing that it was Xiao Yicai, she suddenly closed her mouth again, took a deep breath, and then flew away with the sword and rejoined the war. Xiao Yicai was a little puzzled. He always felt that Lu Xueqi was very strange today, but when he thought about the same sister of the immortals in the past, she was lonely and indifferent, and now it was the critical moment of the war situation. After thinking about it for a while, he left these ideas behind again and rushed in again.

The black clouds in the sky rolled in and swelled. Under the black clouds, those beasts and everyone were fighting fiercely. It's just that this war situation is becoming more and more favorable after all. Projected on the faces of the three righteous giants standing high, it was their originally tight facial expressions, and finally they gradually relaxed.

Despite paying a heavy price, after dozens of elders joined the battle, the momentum of the six huge monsters was immediately blocked, and then gradually suppressed. Under the joint efforts of everyone, first the white bone demon snake, and then the other two huge monsters were killed by everyone one after another.

Although the righteous people, including the elders, were also killed and injured when killing these huge monsters, the momentum of the war was finally pulled back little by little. Although there are still countless ordinary beast demons, with the death of the huge monsters, the momentum suddenly weakened. Although the ordinary Qingyun disciples are not as good as those who are in Taoism, they are still more than enough to deal with these ordinary beast demons, and the light curtain is even more indestructible.

solved half of the huge monsters, and more masters besieged the remaining three huge monsters. No one could see that these huge monsters were the soul of war among the beast demons. Under the siege of these upright elders and the young generation of leaders, in the light all over the sky and the fierce light of the rare treasures, the remaining three giant beasts finally couldn't stand it, and fell down one by one in the sad roar of sharp anger.

There is a chaos in the group of beast demons. Obviously, this situation makes these ignorant beast demons feel bad. On the contrary, the morale of the right path was greatly boosted, and finally the fighting spirit was high. The bright curtain was shining and pressed outward, and then in a piece of flesh and blood, it crushed the beast demon back.

A panicked roar, countless beast demons roared at the sky, the voice was sad, the ruthless light curtain roared, what kind of blood and sadness splashed out?

In the countless roars, in the sky and in the sky, the rolling black clouds suddenly stood still, as if the world suddenly froze, and then there was a shimmer, which penetrated from the dark and quiet dark clouds!

White, tiny shimmer!

In an instant, the dark clouds dispersed, like a strong wind sweeping the world, blowing through the wind and rain. From the deepest part of the black cloud, suddenly a huge whirlpool rotated rapidly outward, and countless black clouds were swept through it and then dispersed, leaving no trace.

There was a young man who appeared and looked at the war-turbance mountain with a blank face, in the bloody world, up and down, like a legendary god. His black hair fluttered in the wind, and a big and small black monster seemed to move behind him restlessly, making a low roar.

At the moment he appeared, all the beast demons suddenly stopped, looked up to the sky, and roared at the figure!

Tens of beasts roared in the sky, and the dark clouds receded, like a sense of anger, rising to the sky and wanting to go to the sky.

All the people in the right path change color. Dao Xuanzhen stood outside the Yuqing Hall, frowned and whispered to himself, "Is this the beast god?"

Fantasy Moon Cave.

That dreamlike world!

The moon shining with strange light is still hanging in the sky, regardless of the wind and rain, it always emits a faint light. And the people struggling in this world seem to have dispersed, leaving only alone and confused.

"Who am I?" He asked softly and looked up at the moon, "What am I living for?"

He asked so quietly, I don't know whether to ask the moon in the sky or to his deep heart.

In this half of life, the wind and clouds are surging, and the waves are fierce. The scenes of the past have surged into my heart. The people I have been familiar with in my life and the people I have sincerely known in my heart have passed through my mind one by one. However, I didn't leave a trace, so I went away quietly.

He seemed to be unwilling. He subconsciously stretched out his hand and wanted to grab something, but his hand was in the air, but he still held the air.

Nothing!

Only the moonlight in the sky has passed through countless winds and rains, and still falls on him, shining on his skirt.

He fell to the ground dejected, as if he had torn off all the appearance disguises. In this lonely world, he did not need to be strong. The wind and rain gradually stopped, and the dust was quietly silent. His body was also going to sink into this desolate world and return to silence.

Dead! According to the ancient legend, when you die, there will be no more pain and no longing, and no more care. Even if it is Jiuyou Mansion, in front of the Yanluo Hall, who knows what kind of situation it is? The prosperous world may be empty after all!

However, the silent body suddenly shook again, and the moonlight in the sky seemed to shake gently, and then a beam of light fell and sprinkled on the body.

He seems to be struggling!

He still seems unwilling!

He struggled to get up, and every move seemed to have exhausted his strength. The earth under his feet clearly had endless **. ** When he lay down, he would no longer have any troubles, and he could get rid of the pain of the world.

It's just that he refused to flinch. He stubbornly straightened up. His hands were bleeding, and his lips were broken with deep marks. In this desolate world, he still refused to give up.

The moonlight is faint, like a story, falling on him, like whispering: "Why do you insist! Let go, let go and you will be free..."

He struggled like an ant between the infinitely wide world, but in any case, in the face of the seemingly infinitely large world, he finally looked up and looked up at the sky!

Stamped up slowly.

The familiar face floats quietly in the heart. It turns out that even between life and death, it can't be abandoned after all. There are always people who care about it in this life!

Zhang Xiaofan, perhaps a ghost, is an ant in the world. At this moment, he is quietly looking at the sky and staring at the moon in the sky.

The moonlight is strange and cold.

He suddenly shouted, rose up, left the land, and rushed straight to the sky. In front of him, there were gold, blue and red lights, which suddenly lit up and rushed straight to the moon with his body.

The moon was cold and silent, but in front of him, the moonlight suddenly darkened, and it turned out to be a couple. They looked at him with compassion and joy, as if the joy of the moment of the earth had landed on a rainy night many years ago.

His heart was cut by a sharp blade in an instant, and his whole body trembled, but his body was like an arrow away from the string, without any intention of retreating. The three colors were like electricity. Under his eyes, he abruptly pierced into the couple's body and passed through.

It's like blood splashing, and it's like wind and rain, hitting the face, cold. The figure disappeared, and he seemed to be a little numb. Only his eyes were still resolute and rushed towards the moon.

Suddenly, no matter how dark the moonlight was, the figures of Tian Buyi and Su Ru appeared. Su Ru looked at him with a smile, but Tian Buyi hummed and gave him blankly.

In the middle of the two of them, Tian Linger smiled like a flower, dressed in red, vaguely like when she was sixteen or seventeen years old, and shouted loudly, "Little brother, let's go up the mountain to cut bamboo..."

He seemed to suffocate in an instant, and the three figures were in front of him, alive and in front of him. What a trembling feeling, like an electric light passing through his whole body, the cold light was getting closer and closer to their figure, and his heart seemed to be torn apart.

Finally, the three-color light still passed through, and it crossed the figure so hard. A coolness poured down from head to toe. He was in the air, his face was as white as paper, and suddenly a mouthful. With a "wow", he spewed out a big mouthful of blood, dyeing the chest and skirts red, and there was no trace of blood on his face.

Then, he still looked up, like an indomitable and immortal arrow, rushing towards the moon.

The moonlight is cold, and the sky and the earth are dimmed in an instant, as if there is a bleak meaning, quietly permeating.

At the time of the lightning fire, before approaching the moonlight, the confused clouds surged in, and suddenly, a figure loomed in the clouds.

What kind of figure is that, deeply engraved in the heart!

He was suddenly stunned, and his persistence seemed to dissipate with the wind, and the vague figure flipped and dazzled in the clouds! It seems to be a green figure, and it seems to be a sword dance in white!

The soul-eating in his hand exuded coldness. He once felt so much pain for that figure in his heart, but how should he advance and retreat at this moment?

In the middle of the night, the cold moonlight, and a heartbreaking roar suddenly came from the distant sky, like a dying beast howling to the moon, full of despair.

That brilliant light, shining with three strange auras, rose to the sky, went straight into the sky, passed through the clouds, and pierced into the blurred figure!

Then, it seems that something suddenly broke up...

The wind and rain in the sky stopped quietly like this. There were tears in his eyes, staring at the figure. Maybe it was close at hand, but he still couldn't see her clearly, but there seemed to be a low sigh in the distant underworld.

The wind disappears and the rain disperses!

The moonlight falls like a floating cloud!

The sky is like water!

His body fell from the sky, like falling into the abyss, but there was no fear in his heart, and some were just a little reluctant, staring at the figure that was gradually disappearing. The next moment, he had fallen to the ground, and all the illusions around him disappeared.

At his feet, a clumsy and bright ancient mirror has broken into several pieces, falling from the wall and scattered on the ground. Around him, there are quaint cave walls and hard rocks, which are only ten steps away from him to enter the magical hole.

In this short ten steps, he seems to have experienced a lifetime, and all the painful memories have been reincarnized like this.

Then, he gasped for a moment and calmed down. Just as he was about to continue to walk towards the depths of the Huanyue Cave, his body suddenly stiffened, as if he had found something, and then slowly turned around.

With the fragmentation of the ancient mirror, the magical water mist at the mouth of the cave gradually dissipated, revealing a figure standing behind - Lin Jingyu.

The eyes of the two people connected in mid-air and were stunned for a moment.

For a long time, they stared silently, and the eyes of the two men, from youth to youth to now, seemed to have seen through their whole lives.

Lin Jingyu's teeth bit his lips deeply, almost biting blood, and then said word by word, "Did you kill the old man in the ancestral hall?"

Gui Li was silent and lowered his head slightly. After a while, he nodded gently and said, "Yes."

Lin Jingyu's eyes turned red in an instant.