Going back and forth, often repeating, in the end, I still couldn't find a doorway to enter.

It was this emotional turmoil that kept him stuck at the peak of Nascent Soul, unable to break through.

The Yin Fire Tribulation is the Heavenly Tribulation of refining the mind.

If you doubt yourself during the calamity, you will most likely be burned to ashes by the yin fire.

It was the encounter with Bai Lian that opened the door to a new world for Zhao Haiya.

The door is heavy.

Although the road behind that door is rough and narrow, it will inevitably be stained with some dirt and blood.

But as long as he can reach the end of that road smoothly, he can feel happiness and see a spacious world full of light.

This has a fatal attraction to him.

The small boat that is sailing in the dark on the Black Sea urgently needs a lighthouse that can illuminate the road ahead.

At that moment, Zhao Haiya's gun became more stable and sharper.

He is not light.

Nor can he produce light.

But he can be a porter of light!

Move, move out of a future!

His heart suddenly became transparent.

The estrangement disappeared for many years, and it didn't take long for him to break through to the divine transformation stage as easily as a matter of course.

Transform into a god.

That year, Zhao Haiya was proud of his horse's hoof. He felt that he had finally stepped into the top of this world and had the ability to show his ambition.

He resolutely abandoned his master's training plan and went into the world alone.

Only by walking through the red dust in person can you know what the red dust needs and what the people in the red dust need.

Can……

fake.

all fake.

The Divine Transformation Stage is considered the top layer of a fart.

He is still the weak one he used to be.

Even if he finds the light, when the collapse comes, who can't even protect him, how could he have the ability to carry the light?

Zhao Haiya's waist bent after being hit.

His hands were trembling lightly, like an old man.

Bai Lian, who was always observing nearby, naturally discovered his abnormality.

But she can't care so much now.

Compared with Zhao Haiya, Xia Qingqing's problem is more serious.

She tried to ask Xia Qingqing if she had any clues, but Xia Qingqing's mind was in a mess, and she couldn't figure out the logic at all.

"I don't know... I just heard cries... I was in retreat... Then everyone died..."

"Bai Lian, what happened?"

She cried, her voice gradually hoarse.

"..."

Bai Lian also wanted to know what happened.

Originally, she found a ray of remnant soul, but that ray of remnant soul was too fragile.

If the person who was here just now was Master, the situation would be completely different.

Or she's too picky.

Those immortal powers can be calculated directly, or they can go back to the past...

【past】

correct!

Bai Lian's eyes lit up.

She can give it a try. Although her [Lord of the Past] field cannot really allow her to cross the river of time, it can reproduce the past in a small area.

Bai Lian is an activist.

Just do it!

The clone is equivalent to the extension of her body. The feeling of the clone can be transmitted to the main body, and the ability of her main body to control can also be used by the clone.

Of course, not all avatar techniques have this kind of divine power.

The main thing is that Daluo's 500 million Dharma Body is really powerful.

dripping...

At this moment.

Yinhui shot out from Bai Lian's right eye.

Her waterfall-like three thousand blue silks turned into a snow-like crystal color at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even her eyebrows seemed to be dyed with a layer of frost.

The temperature of the dead Tianjimen plummeted at this moment, turning from a dead gray-white to an ice-white color.

Winter is coming!

Although it is still a cool color, it has some vitality.

The severe cold made Zhao Haiya and Xia Qingqing seem to be frozen. They stopped shaking and stared blankly at Bai Lian, whose appearance had changed drastically.

This……

Silver hair and silver eyes.

The skin is snowy.

The cold air swayed like a snow lotus.

Is this the fairy who came from the middle of Frost?

Bai Lian's delicate right eye pupil was divided into two, and the two san made the starry sky.

star point~

Xia Qingqing slowly raised her head, she felt an invisible wind caressing her body.

She looked around unconsciously, and suddenly found that the surrounding scene had completely changed.

There was a huge black-gray vortex circling in the sky.

The other one lost consciousness and fell into a circular pothole in a posture similar to Yamucha.

There is no wind here.

But there are countless milky white airflows flying from all directions, and finally poured into the other her body like a small water pipe jet.

Xia Qingqing didn't look too far.

Her eyes gradually widened.

What caught her eye was a towering tree that the two of them couldn't hug.

Suddenly, a wisp of white air flew out from the tree.

next moment.

The tree that had been growing for hundreds of years was withering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The green ye quickly turned yellow and withered, and fell in a flash. Before it completely landed, it turned into black ash.

The tree trunks were no better.

It's just that the trunk of the tree is thick after all, and even if it is also squeezed dry, it can hold an extra breath or two.

Xia Qingqing was stunned.

So it was all her fault that Tianjimen became so desolate?

Is she the one who ruined the ten thousand years of Tianjimen's foundation?

Then how much blood was on her hands!

Brother and sister, brother and sister...

and also.

"Bai Lian... Mother..."

Xia Qingqing held Bai Lian's arm firmly.

Her phalanx was pale and pitiful.

"My mother, she..."

Xia Qingqing's body shook violently.

Do not.

She couldn't let her dirty body pollute Bai Lian.

Xia Qingqing hurriedly released Bai Lian.

She kept stepping back, trying to stay away from Bai Lian as much as possible.

"Miss Xia."

Bai Lian called out.

Xia Qingqing shook her head desperately: "It's me, it's all my fault..."

Tears had already blurred her face.

She was still backing up, but because her heel accidentally hit a raised stone, she suddenly fell into the pit where she was lying before screaming.

Ugh.

Bai Lian sighed.

It's not that she hasn't seen Xia Qingqing's cry.

When they first met, Xia Qingqing, who dreamed of a heroine all day long but acted impulsive, was reprimanded to tears by her.

But also crying.

At that time, Bai Lian completely treated Xia Qingqing as if she was shaking. The sadder Xia Qingqing cried, the more excited she became, and she wanted to squeeze more out of Xia Qingqing.

This time is completely different.

Xia Qingqing's face was still cute, but Bai Lian only felt sad.

past.

She felt that the impulsive heroine was leaving her.

The buttery "passer-by" who has a tendency to shake m is moving away from herself.

Xia Qingqing, who grew up after suffering and learned to restrain herself, is also leaving her.

All that's left is the broken ground.

I hate that iron cannot become steel!

Bai Lian took a deep breath, and from the trembling of a wave in her chest, you could see how restless her heart was.

She decided.

She wants to bring Xia Qingqing back.

She is the master of the past, she can reproduce the past, and she can seize the past!

future?