Chapter 527 Never Regret

In the depths of the universe, the most intense confrontation after the era of extraordinary collapse is being staged.

Qi Tian seemed to be standing in hell, surrounded by wreckage of severed arms, the black earth, covered with dark clouds, and the end could not be seen at a glance.

He is like a demon who has been killed out of hell, the so-called banished immortal Kong Ming's capital is gone, he is wearing black armor, covered in blood, and his hostility soars to the sky.

He turned the void of the universe into a battlefield of hell, and the feathered flag in his hand became hazy, as if it had turned into a long black knife, the black light rose sharply, the heads of ghosts rolled, and the sea of ​​corpses and blood was behind him.

Wang Xuan stared at those visions, was that something that Qi Tian had experienced before?

The super matter surging like mountains and seas, the rules of Xeon, broke the dike at this moment, and broke out between the two masters. With the power of the treasure, Wang Xuan pierced through the black hell and killed him, with blood stains behind him.

At this point in the battle, both of them were gasping for breath. Naturally, they had already been seriously injured.

Qi Tian stood in the semi-dark place, as if he had been chased out from the exit of hell, his eyes were dark, even slightly dark, as if he wanted to devour people's souls.

He couldn't be peaceful in his heart, this "similar" of the later generations became stronger and stronger, as if releasing some kind of unpredictable potential, both the soul and the physical body were undergoing qualitative changes.

Wang Xuan was covered in wounds, and his bones were exposed in many places. After beheading the other party's black phoenix and Nirvana, the two fought fiercely for a long time, and he paid a heavy price.

He walked all the way, leaving bloodstains in the void, if it was on the ground, it would be bloody footprints one after another.

He didn't hold back, and was releasing the power of the three light spots corresponding to the spirit, body, and interior scene, but he didn't dare to release it directly.

He was afraid of hurting his own background, but gradually opened the door of spirit, the door of the body, and the door of the inner scene, allowing them to come to the present world step by step.

Therefore, he gave Qi Tian the feeling that as time goes by, he keeps getting stronger!

Both of them are "breathing", of course, it is super matter, which is the original energy and so on. It is colorful, including silver matter, purple matter, and strange and rare matter in the high spiritual world.

"ah……"

Qi Tian suddenly let out a long howl, like hundreds of millions of ghosts crying together in hell, the sound moved the extraordinary world and impacted the world, this is a spiritual storm.

He and the feathered streamer condensed into one body, blessed with this spiritual mystic method, infinitely improved and magnified, forming a black torrent, sweeping across the starry sky.

Behind him, endless ghosts and various monsters appeared. He stood in the center of hell, roaring to the sky, and all kinds of ghosts followed him to send out a spiritual storm.

Wang Xuan's complexion changed slightly, and many secret methods appeared in his mind. The first thing he thought of was a secret map - the map of the hundred battles in the fairy court, and he visualized it in an instant. God's law.

Endless celestial light bloomed, Wang Xuan's body was like the scorching sun, especially the primordial spirit, which was extraordinarily gorgeous, illuminating a magnificent scene of hundreds of battles in the fairy court, where the immortals gathered, the gods lined up, held weapons, and suppressed them all. Xian's mental attack broke out.

Boom!

At the same time, Wang Xuan hit the furnace cover and furnace body together, as if beating a fairy drum, shattering the black hell map and countering the impact of the spiritual storm.

This is a confrontation at the spiritual level, like two battlefields bordering each other, the fairy court and the hell are facing each other, the immortals are fighting with endless evil spirits, and the battle is raging.

In the end, the endless ghosts and the fairy light all over the sky disintegrated and exploded, and they exploded with a bang amidst the terrifying mental fluctuations blessed by the treasure.

At this moment, Qi Tian stood in the dark place, as if he was really standing at the exit of hell, condensing the scattered spiritual storm and turning it into a terrifying black arrow feather.

"Heartstrings pull the sky arrow!" He said to himself, this is like an ancient mantra, bless his own secret method, seven black spiritual arrows are transformed into form, with the light of his heart as the bowstring, they burst out one after another!

Each arrow feather is blessed by the feathered banner, which is extremely powerful, with the power of rules, and the power of spirit tears the void of the real world.

Wang Xuan's heart was throbbing, and he dodged quickly, holding the furnace cover and furnace body, and was blocking seven black arrow feathers, but he had a premonition that even if he was not shot, he would still be in danger.

Sure enough, after he shattered a black arrow feather with the furnace cover, the broken black light still invaded, and it was designed to kill the primordial spirit, and the light of the arrow was indelible.

As early as when Qi Tian cast his mental storm and evolved the scene of boundless hell and fierce ghosts, he was preparing for the present, and what he really wanted to use was the heartstring-plucking arrow.

Wang Xuan didn't panic, and his spiritual thoughts improved several times. What he thought of in an instant was the great law of the spiritual coffin, and with a bang, after being blessed by the treasure, he also had the light of the primordial spirit flying out.

Now, he is controlling the arrow, using his own spirit as a seed to counter-invade the black arrow. In the final analysis, it is still an attack in the spiritual field.

The black arrow feathers and Wang Xuan's primordial light are constantly entangled, devouring each other, bursting from time to time, and condensing from time to time, turning into various spiritual images.

There was a bang, and finally a mental thunder broke out here, and both of them staggered backwards, and their respective secret methods failed.

"kill!"

Qi Tian shouted, and rushed over directly. Although he was holding a banner, it was actually the Wanling Fist, using the banner instead of the fist seal, and blasted forward.

It can be seen that as he stretched his body, shadows emerged one after another, with blood flowing, as if they were sharing a long life with him.

Those were Jinwu, Tianfeng, Taotie, Suzaku, Bai Qilin, etc., and even the immortals stood together with him, and followed him to punch Wang Xuan.

The Wanling Fist wields the power of the bloodlines of the most powerful races in the heavens, and the punch marks are powerful and boundless. Qi Tian has lived since ancient times and has mastered many amazing secret techniques.

Wang Xuan's heart moved. He also read this scripture, but the record is incomplete, so it can only be regarded as a broken scripture. It is mentioned in the scriptures that this kind of magical boxing technique is terrifying, and it was fully displayed by Qi Tian today.

In this regard, Wang Xuan responded with the Feathering Fist in the golden bamboo slips, which was not weaker than the opponent's method. The furnace cover and furnace body replaced the fist seal and broke out violently.

All of a sudden, the place was filled with light and rain, as if someone was tearing apart the sky, and the light of flying immortals rushed up.

The two fought with their lives, their muscles and bones were torn apart by the shock, and their flesh and blood were torn. Extraordinary blood continued to splash down in the starry sky, and the fight was extremely fierce.

The monstrous blood energy surged between the two of them. In this special era, their flesh and blood can have such a performance, which is already very frightening.

Wang Xuan's three light spots are entering the present world. He feels that the old soul is in severe pain and feels like it is about to be torn apart.

However, his Taoism has indeed increased a lot, making Qi Tian feel the pressure. The latecomer in front of him was suppressed by him earlier, is it going to turn around now?

Boom!

He activated the Feathering Banner, controlled the spiritual imprint obtained from Jiang Siyuan, and interfered with the health furnace, and it was indeed effective at this juncture.

Wang Xuan staggered, and the furnace body in his hand shook violently, which almost caused him a huge loss. The feathered banner scraped against his body and fell, almost being hit, and there was only a thin line between it and the explosion.

Even so, the residual wave emitted by the Supreme Treasure still tore off a large piece of his flesh and blood, exposing part of his bones, and the scene was bloody and terrifying.

"Stove, be steady. After I slay the dragon, if you want to leave, let's go our separate ways so we can get together!" Wang Xuan was covered in blood on half of his body, turning into a blood man again.

Chi!

A purple sword light strikes, and Jiang Qingyao controls Zi Xiao to strike together!

boom!

The Feathering Banner swept across, struck the Broken Sword, and erupted with a terrifying wave of treasures, making the area full of rule fragments.

"Don't come here, I can block him!" Wang Xuan said. After he released the potential of the three light spots, his combat power at this stage is higher than that of Sword Fairy. He was afraid that something would happen to Jiang Qingyao. After all, her realm was lower than Qi Tian at the Earth Immortal level. If she was hit by the Yuhua Banner, it might be a farewell to Yin and Yang.

The health furnace and the Yuhua banner collided, Wang Xuan and Qi Tian fought to the death, blood spattered the starry sky, when the furnace body shook again and again, Wang Xuan almost had an accident again, his face became gloomy, this treasure was too useless It went smoothly.

In the distance, in the spaceship, everyone was silent and watched the battle quietly. The hearts of the Ying couple were raised. Wang Xuan had several accidents, and it was really thrilling to watch.

At this time, Fang Yuzhu who was reciting the "Jianyin Sutra" suddenly stopped, and around her, the feathered bamboo was still shaking and dripping golden liquid.

On the altar, the remnant bones came alive, and the most important thing was that the shattered soul that was about to be extinguished danced with flames and truly revived.

"Siyuan!"

"Jiang Siyuan!"

Several people spoke out together, with curiosity, admiration, and sympathy for this person. Of course, some people didn't care or even ignored him, such as Madman Jian.

"Am I... in a dream?" After he regained consciousness, his soul was swaying, he stared at Fang Yuzhu, a little lost in thought, then sighed softly, and looked around.

He knew that he had recovered and saw the beautiful face of his youth that he would never forget in his life. Jiang Siyuan was deeply surprised and thought of many old things.

As for the others, he had seen portraits of a few people, and he didn't know many others at all, but they were all very strong, probably even worse than him back then.

"Siyuan, you are awake, don't think too much, take a good rest, everything will be fine." Fang Yuzhu comforted.

Jiang Siyuan nodded, the blurred figure of Yuanshen was extremely weak, and would go out again at any time. More than two thousand years had passed, and the jade face in front of him, which had impressed him all his life, made him feel turbulent and unable to be peaceful.

Back then, he was willing to fight for her without reservation, and died twice. Although he was resurrected by accident, he spent the rest of his life suffering between life and death, and has lived hard until today.

But with the passage of time, the ups and downs of life, the feelings of youth, after all, gradually faded. He is a strong-willed practitioner, and he was a genius in the sky. There is nothing that cannot be let go, and time can dilute everything.

Back then, he knew that Fang Yuzhu was pursuing the Dao in this life. From the moment he expressed his intention and was declined, he knew that this life was only suitable for standing behind and watching her, and concerned about whether she could succeed in pursuing the Dao.

He understood that she wanted to break the barriers that could not be crossed one after another in the age of mythology, drive away the cold winter, and really want to illuminate the eternal night of the extraordinary world.

After so many years, he is no longer young. It has been more than two thousand years, what else can he not let go of?

That's what he'd decided to do since he'd gotten out of trouble, lived hard, lived alone.

It's not that he didn't know that Fang Yuzhu had already met a rare opponent in the fairy world, and he personally ended the era of the ancient emperors to avenge him. But he didn't send any news, he never took the initiative to contact her again, and he didn't send anyone a letter. In recent years, his own situation has deteriorated, and the fire of life is about to be extinguished, and he only wants to spend his life quietly in a no-man's land.

He knew that Fang Yuzhu's ambition was on the road, and he didn't want to cause her any trouble.

He also looked back, at that time, he had the talent of the sky, if he was given time, sooner or later he would surpass the world, and it is not impossible to become an unparalleled master in the world.

Does he regret it? He also asked himself, if life could be repeated again, what would he choose, would he risk his life to save Fang Yuzhu?

Jiang Siyuan believed that he at that time would probably still make the same choice. Although he was rejected, he still didn't want her to die and couldn't help but risk his life to save her.

"Who has never been young and frivolous, thinking that he can change the whole world, that was the expression of my sincere emotion at that time, no matter what, I would make a move back then, and I have no regrets."

This is his heartfelt words, no regrets about the past, life has always been moving forward, that was his truest choice in the past.

He seemed to have remembered something, looked at Fang Yuzhu, and said weakly: "No matter when it comes, never believe in ghosts, even if you are in a desperate situation of death, don't make a contract with them."

"What have you been through?" Fang Yuzhu looked at him. The Jiang Siyuan in front of him and the high-spirited and overlooking the world back then were like two people.

"A creepy spirit rescued me, who was still alive, just in time for the health furnace to pass by, and we returned to the present world together with the treasure..."

The contract of the creepy spirit eats people without spitting out their bones, and can never be broken away. Once signed, the soul of this life will not belong to oneself, will become a prisoner, will be lost, and will even be eaten.

Even if the ghost himself had an accident and was about to die, the signer would find it difficult to get rid of it, and would still fall into the boundless darkness.

It was too late for Jiang Siyuan to understand all this, but he also waited for the opportunity. When the creepy spirit was dying, he tried his best to resist, and he did not hesitate to destroy the Dao Fruit, gave up the treasure, and escaped from that strange place.

His brilliance, his life, his Dao foundation, etc., almost collapsed and wiped out.

But after all, he got rid of everything arranged by the ghost with great perseverance and returned to himself, but the price was too high.

He saw Qi Tian standing beside him, thoughtful.

Then, he stared at the six treasures and discovered the essential problem. He couldn't help but look at Qi Tian and said, "You brought me out, intercepted part of my spiritual imprint, and wanted to control the health furnace?"

Then, he looked at everyone present, and quickly understood something, and said: "Take part of my spiritual imprint, want to control my former treasure, and kill that young man?"

He sighed softly: "If I cause trouble for future generations and you, then let me go back and return to the silence."

His dilapidated primordial spirit began to light up, and it was about to disperse and disappear into the haze. He was already dying, and he didn't want to cause trouble to anyone.

Back then, when he overlooked the world and shone in the fairy world, he could calmly let go of life and death, not to mention this age, when his remnant soul was in turmoil, and he didn't want to drag anyone down!

He is melting away, about to disappear.

"Can't!"

...

In the depths of the universe, Wang Xuan took advantage of the silence of the health furnace, and broke out with all his strength, and the three light spots broke free. His whole body was in great pain and blood, and he felt that the "old self" was torn apart. However, he It has indeed become very powerful, is the 14th paragraph Dzogchen?

"Dragon, die!"