is the bottom of the temple. The gray death air gushing out into Zhang Ruochen's body, causing the fire of life to completely dry up.

　　As Zhang Ruochen fell down, his consciousness became more and more blurred, turning into specks of light, scattered between the sky and the earth.

　　 But the consciousness did not disappear.

　　 Zhang Ruochen only felt that he seemed to be incarnate into a billion, with hundreds of millions of eyes, he could see everything in the surrounding space.

　　 The dirt on the ground.

　　 Steps of cracked stone tablets.

　　 The bones hanging from the gate of the temple.

　　 The gray death air that envelops his body.

　　……

　　 Farther away, the Turtle Lord is escaping to the four oases on the red earth with the three gods of the heaven faction.

　　 can hear their voices.

　　 "Thank you, Lord Turtle, for helping me. Without you today, the three of us will definitely die in the formation of the old man." Jia Linnan was so angry that his hatred was hard to settle.

　　 Yanshen sighed with emotion and said: "The original **** still suspected that it was Young Master Bai deliberately set up the bureau and wanted to kill me. Now it seems that it is the heart of the original god!"

　　 "In the future, if Young Master Bai has instructions, I will take this favor." Kailanfeili said.

　　 To the Turtle Lord and Bai Qinger, they are sincerely grateful.

　　Only after falling into the desperate situation of life and death, will I understand that the life-saving grace is greater than heaven.

　　……

　　 Consciousness flew out of this area and out of the Yuhong Mountain Range. In the First Goddess City, Zhang Ruochen saw Chi Yao's figure.

　　 Chi Yao wears a white veil that can cut off the exploration of spiritual power. She is tall and exquisite. Standing in a garden of Zhulou and biwa, Lu Yi knelt on her knees and couldn't move.

　　 She forced to ask: "The old man, where did you meet?"

　　 Lu Yi couldn't see through Chi Yao's identity, and asked timidly: "I wonder which old man God is talking about?"

　　 "It's the old man who killed Wuma Jiuxing." Chi Yao said.

　　 Lu Yi knows that with his own cultivation base, there is no resistance in front of the gods. If you offend the opponent, you may be searched for souls, or the gods will be destroyed.

　　 Then, she said: "Yun Fanxing, Mr. Zhang lives in Yun Fanxing."

　　 After knowing that the old man's surname was "Zhang", Chi Yao's body trembled slightly, revealing the star eyes outside the veil, and a layer of mist emerged. He quickly asked, "Where is he now?"

　　 Lu Yi hesitated for a moment, thinking that there was a spiritual master sitting in the villa. If the **** in front of him dared to be unfavorable to the old predecessors, he would undoubtedly throw himself into the trap.

　　 "Wei Ming Villa," she said.

　　 Chi Yao erased Lu Yi's memory and rushed to Weiming Villa.

　　……

　　 Zhang Ruochen’s consciousness continued to fly out, and the deep formation in the Goddess Building under Heaven was actually unstoppable.

　　 This made him more convinced that now he is consciousness, not mental power.

　　 In the hinterland of Tianxia Goddess Building, in a splendid temple, Zhang Ruochen's consciousness saw Shang Hong's figure.

　　Shanghong stood in the center of the temple, with a purple robe added to his body, and he was magnificent and handsome, not like a mortal thing.

　　 "The White Queen, when you see this order, don't you come forward to salute?"

　　 Shanghong held a "yi" order in his hands.

　　 The token contained mighty divine might, Zhang Ruochen just glanced at it, and he felt that the sky was spinning around, as if there was a huge **** and giant standing in front of him, trying to crush the whole world.

　　 "So many years have passed, is Yi Tianjun still not letting me go?"

　　 The White Queen came out of a divine light, her figure was extremely graceful, her body was lightly dressed in tulle, her legs were slender and straight, but the haze made it impossible to see clearly.

　　 But it is this dim and **** picture that is the most sultry. Such a sacred and seductive posture is the most inhumane.

　　Also, the voice of the White Queen is as beautiful as the fishermen's ballad. People can't help but imagine how beautiful her voice is when she is in bed.

　　 Not to mention that Shang Hong, who was standing in the temple, was Zhang Ruochen, who was only conscious, and seemed to have a sense of suffocation.

After all, Shang Hong was an extraordinary generation, and quickly settled in his charming mood, saying: "One hundred thousand years ago, if we had not secretly helped the Shang clan, you would have completely annihilated the God Clan. You will never end this kind of grace. Your identity against the gods spread, how long do you think you can live? What will happen to the Goddess Twelfth Square? Can Xinghuantian still exist? By the way, there are your daughter and Yuyao priest."

　　 The White Queen showed her face, which looked like a fish ball.

　　The difference is that a man who exudes a charming temperament from the inside out, who is gorgeous in the world, as if a look in his eyes can make his mood no matter how firm he is, all bow to her skirt.

　　 The other is extremely cold, like a thousand-year iceberg.

　　 "Who is watching?"

　　 The White Queen gave birth to a pair of eyes with a little bitterness and helplessness. Suddenly, they became sharp, and the pupils seemed to transform into two gods, emitting brilliant power.

　　 "Wow!"

　　 Zhang Ruochen’s consciousness receded like a tide.

　　 In an instant, he appeared under the temple gate again, and he could see his old body lying on the ground. The old body was wrapped in gray death air, and wisps of air eroded the flesh.

　　 After Zhang Ruochen fell, Yin Dun Jiuzhen stopped operating.

　　 Bai Qing'er turned into a white light beam and rushed in front of the old body.

　　 She seemed very jealous of the gray air of death, she did not dare to touch Zhang Ruochen directly. The original divine light escaped from his body, and he slapped it out, dispelling the breath of death.

　　 "Zhang Ruochen!"

　　Bai Qing'er put out a slender and soft jade hand, placed it in Zhang Ruochen's heart, and then sighed softly: "Death is irreversible after all. It's a pity that a generation of arrogances."

　　 Zhang Ruochen wanted to speak, but could not speak.

　　 I wanted to gather consciousness and rush into the body, but it still failed.

　　 "Hey!"

　　 Not far away, under the gravestones, one after another corpses came out.

　　 These corpses were wearing divine clothes and armor, but because they had been buried for too long, or perhaps they were corroded by the powerful death atmosphere here, the divine clothes were rotten and the armor had rusted.

　　 Even their glorious bodies exudes a decayed atmosphere, and in some places they can see the bones.

　　 Every corpse of a god, walks out of the ground, and a broken world will appear under its feet. The corpse of the gods also grows rapidly, and some can reach thousands of miles high, which is larger than the planet.

　　 In the mouths of the corpses, there was a vague voice, and the strong resentment turned into a thick cloud.

Bai Qinger glanced at the corpses of the gods, then looked at the old corpses of Zhang Ruochen lying on the ground, and sighed: "I harmed you. If you didn't come here, you wouldn't be eroded by the air of death, maybe You can live a little longer. Come with me, I will send you the fallen leaves back to your roots and bury you to Kunlun."

　　 She picked Zhang Ruochen up and fled from here quickly.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 As soon as he left, a sturdy spear as thick as a mountain was thrown out of a corpse and inserted into the position where the two of them had just been. There are dense cracks in that land.

　　 Zhang Ruochen's consciousness, along with the old corpse, always surrounds Bai Qinger.

　　 "Sure enough, I despised her."

　　 Zhang Ruochen sighed with emotion. Although Bai Qinger was born in the Twelfth Goddess, although he looked extremely ruthless, after his death, in such a dangerous place, he did not abandon his body. There is no immediate time to find all kinds of treasures on his body.

　　 Moreover, he didn't plan to use his body to maximize its value.

　　 Instead, he planned to take a greater risk and go to Kunlun to let him return to his roots.

　　Zhang Ruochen's body is refined with the heart of truth, the Buddha's relics, and the white blood soil. These are hard to hide from Bai Qing'er, who has a lot of origin and profound meaning. When I changed to another woman, I was afraid that I had already begun to think about turning his body into a pill.

"what!"

　　 Zhang Ruochen was surprised to find that there was a circle not far away.

　　 The circle was horizontal to the ground, looming, like a halo, but it was slightly distracted but disappeared.

　　 "No, it's not a circle, but... countless circles..."

　　 Zhang Ruochen found that there was a circle outside the circle, one layer connected to one layer, spreading to the end of the world.

　　 is like ripples on the water.

　　 Zhang Ruochen looked at Bai Qing'er and found that her expression was as usual, as if she did not see these circles at all.

　　 "What's the matter? Are these circles related to me? Only my consciousness can see... No, it is perception."

　　 "By the way! My consciousness hasn't dissipated. Could it be related to these circles?"

　　 The reason why Zhang Ruochen had such a guess was because he found his consciousness and could only see the scene inside the first circle. He tried to look at the second circle, the third circle...

　　 I don't know how many circles have passed through, and Zhang Ruochen's consciousness has reached hundreds of thousands of miles away.

　　 Consciousness became weaker and weaker, and the scenes I saw became blurry.

　　 But, looking out, the circles are still layered on top of each other, the number is endless, as if all over the universe.

　　 Zhang Ruochen's consciousness quickly retreated and returned to the surroundings of his corpse. The shock in his heart was beyond words.

　　 "Obviously is dead, but the consciousness is immortal~lightnovelpub.net~ the consciousness is immortal, how can it be considered dead?"

　　 There are dead spirits between heaven and earth, and dead spirits have no fire of life, but they have consciousness.

　　 Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen seemed to understand the true meaning of life and death.

　　 His understanding of life in the past was too narrow. He always felt that only a race with the fire of life was considered alive.

　　 But, in this world, mountains and water, wind and electricity, is there no life?

　　 Corpse, Ghost, Bone, they also have life. Treating them as necromancers, is it not the prejudice of other races? With this kind of prejudice, they treat each other as a different kind, and the creatures and the dead are bound to be incompatible.

　　 Life and death, like yang and yin, should repeat itself, the greatest cycle between heaven and earth, not hostile parties.

　　 Yin and Yang cycle, heaven and earth can eternal.

　　 When life and death collide, the world is bound to fall apart.

　　 When Zhang Ruochen woke up, he found that the first circle, at some point in time, shrank in front of him from a distance, and was close at hand.

　　 And his consciousness turned into billions of light spots, actually condensed together into a human form.

　　 He raised his hands and looked at them. They were young hands.

　　

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