Renegade Immortal

At this moment, thousands of miles away from where Wang Lin and Hongdie were, Zhou Wutai was galloping away. His cultivation level was not in the infant transformation stage, and his speed was not as good as Wang Lin's, so he kept chasing after him.

The moment the scimitar flew past him, he was frightened. He had never seen that kind of speed in his life. Oops

While flying, Zhou Wutai suddenly frowned. The figure immediately stopped and looked back behind him. Suddenly, from the horizon behind him, a piece of red light roared in, densely packed with rolling clouds, and the whole world was reflected in red.

Even the dimensional cracks in the sky were quickly dissipated one by one under the impact of the red cloud.

Zhou Wutai sighed secretly, immediately became respectful, and stood there motionless.

The red cloud was like an ancient ferocious beast, roaring past the sky. When it was over Zhou Wutai, an old voice came from within: "Come in!"

Zhou Wutai quickly said yes, and with a movement of his body, he turned into a rainbow and flew into the red clouds.

In the red cloud, I saw a vicissitudes of old man, wearing a red coat, with his hands behind his back, his eyes like lightning, looking into the distance. His body did not move, but the red cloud under his feet flew forward very quickly.

Zhou Wutai stood beside the old man with a respectful expression.

"Zhou Wutai meets senior."

The old man nodded slightly and glanced into the distance. His gaze seemed to be able to penetrate distances. In one glance, he landed on the place where Wang Lin and Hongdie were fighting, thousands of miles away. He was silent for a while and said flatly: "Where is Purple Core?"

Zhou Wutai said in a deep voice: "Zi Xin and I met Wang Lin on the way, and then Zi Xin left alone."

The old man sighed softly and said, "Forget it, just leave her alone and follow me to Lingshan Mountain!" After the old man finished speaking, the red clouds under his feet sped faster towards Lingshan Mountain.

This old man is Skylark!

The Immortal Relics use the runes of Xu Ancestor’s skull. With his twelve-leaf cultivation, he temporarily broke the restrictions of the Suzaku Tomb and sent Skylark into it.

However, if Xu Ancestor was still alive, he might be able to completely break the restrictions of the Star Cultivation Crystal with his cultivation. But the people of the Immortal Relic Clan, after all, use the power of the runes in the skull to decipher it, so naturally they cannot achieve perfection. Although they sent Skylark, there are restrictions on the Time Mountain. Once a certain time has passed. Once the power of the runes dissipates, Skylark will be directly obliterated by the strange power in the Star Cultivation Crystal.

Therefore, as soon as he entered this place, he did not waste any time;

Gallop as fast as possible and head straight to Lingshan Mountain, the center of this place.

At this moment, Qianfeng was rushing towards Lingshan, and Yunquezi was also leaping, except for the two of him. There were also some people who came here one after another, galloping towards the interior of Suzaku Tomb, the most central location.

Among these people, there are people from the Immortal Relic Clan and monks.

At this moment, on the Lingshan Mountain, there was an old man who had been here for a long time. This man had an ordinary appearance, but his eyes were filled with blood. On its shoulders, squatting is a small monkey, with a pair of monkey eyes that are even redder!

This old man is standing on the top of Lingshan Mountain, here. There is a huge door in the void, and bursts of dazzling golden light emit from the edges around them.

This door is about a hundred feet high and reaches the sky. At this moment, a crack appears on it, like a scar, which is extremely eye-catching.

The old man looked at them, his eyes became even redder, a sinister smile appeared on his lips, he sat cross-legged on the ground, meditating and breathing. The little monkey on its shoulder is looking around randomly, with a pair of monkey eyes showing through (the red light is missing, I added it myself).

Let’s talk about Wang Lin and Hongdie.

The crystal rose in front of Hongdie has a delicate and charming charm, and the shadow of Hongdie on it is exactly Hongdie's deeply hidden consciousness. This is the real her!

He looked at Wang Lin, with a strong look of pride in his eyes, and said softly: "Zeng Niu, take action...kill me...this kind of life that has lost its mind is useless. I, Hongdie, would rather die than live. …”

Wang Lin looked at Hongdie, and the scenes between him and the girl flashed through his mind.

"The proud daughter of heaven ended up like this, how sad!" Wang Lin sighed softly. What he saw in Hongdie Xuying was not pride, but a trace of deeply hidden sadness, sadness in her heart.

This kind of sadness contains deep pain, which makes people feel shocked when they look at it.

"Hongdie, I will help you..." Wang Lin's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly waved his ax in his hand. He jumped up, roared in mid-air, and the tomahawk came out of his hand, like a meteor surrounding lightning, and rushed straight towards Hongdie.

This ax brought with it a powerful aura. As the sky passed by, the void shook, as if it was about to collapse.

It struck the earth, but before it could get close, cracks appeared on the ground, wind and sand spread around, and it collapsed and shattered.

Hongdie raised his head and looked at the giant axe. On the rose in front of him, a trace of spiritual consciousness turned into blue smoke and penetrated into the center of his eyebrows. At this moment, Hongdie's eyes no longer had the intention to fight, nor did they have the will to fight anymore. Hollow, some are a trace of clarity, a trace of pride, a trace of sadness, a trace of hatred.

A smile slowly appeared on the corner of Hongdie's mouth. This kind of smile was extremely happy and rarely seen on her face.

At this moment, she was like an innocent girl, letting go of all her mental obsessions. A monstrous fighting spirit was vented from the ax whizzing down from the sky. At this moment, it seemed as if there was an invisible giant descending from the sky with a giant ax, slashing down crazily.

Although the smile on Hongdie's face is beautiful,

Above (Shi Shen Lin

In this smile, there is still a deep sense of pride that lingers. This pride is everything Hongdie has.

Hongdie spent her whole life in pride. She was still proud when she was dying, her pride soaring in the clouds as bright as a butterfly... The battle ax came from the air, and a gust of wind came out of the air around the axe. There were loud rumbling sounds from both sides of the car, echoing between heaven and earth. Oops

Today, Hongdie's life is less than three hundred years. Her short life is like that of a butterfly. Although it is momentary, her beauty and arrogance are unforgettable for all those who come into contact with her!

Although her arrogance makes many people dislike her, and although her ruthlessness makes many people unable to truly get close to her, she is Hongdie!

Proud red butterfly!

The battle ax is approaching, only less than ten feet away from Hongdie. A heaven-destroying aura comes from the battle ax. At this moment, if Hongdie wants to resist, she has the qualifications to resist. If she wants to dodge, she has This strength flashed, but she did not resist or flash. Her eyes became brighter and brighter, and the pride revealed in them became more and more obvious.

However, there was a trace of regret among the pride. Although it was hidden deeply, Wang Lin still saw it.

In Hongdie's eyes, she seemed to see the Master. The Master's voice and smile, the kindness of his teachings in childhood, and the coexistence of kindness and stern words in her teenage years, all these scenes appeared in her eyes.

In addition to the master, there was another figure in her eyes, which was a thin young man. The young man's eyes were always so gentle, and he just looked at her silently.

Seeing this figure, Hongdie showed a smile on her lips.

The picture in the eyes. It was always flashing, and finally, it settled on a young man. The love in this man's eyes was extremely strong. He would not hesitate to steal the Kunji Whip for Hongdie.

"Goodbye..." Hongdie's beauty slowly solidified.

Tomahawk, here you go!

The rose in front of the red butterfly immediately emitted a dazzling red light, and the petals flew in all directions, and finally fell into the virtual control.

There was a trace of blood at the corner of Hongdie's mouth, and her eyes were dim, but the strong sense of pride between her brows and eyes never dissipated.

"When the flowers bloom next year, roses will bloom all over the Suzaku, and a blue rose will bloom in the Far North Plains. Wang Lin, that is my gift to you...·"

The rose lost its petals, leaving only its stamens. When the battle ax came, it collapsed, turned into fly ash, and disappeared.

A trace of red marks appeared between her eyebrows, and blood oozed out, which was shocking.

"Hongdie, you have a calamity in this life! This calamity is the thin line between life and death. Once you pass it, your life will be smooth. If you can't survive it, you can only die in hatred. Master has spent his whole life to calculate this hexagram for you. Be careful in everything. …”

"Hongdie, I'm afraid your disaster will fall on Zeng Niu. Zeng Dou can't let him go!"

Hongdie's eyes were filled with blood, and there was a red mist in front of her eyes.

"Master, you calculated Hongdie's first calamity. Unfortunately, you only calculated the final calamity. You were unable to calculate the dry wind that gave Hongdie the second calamity...·"

The battle ax whizzed, penetrating directly through Hongdie's body, and sank into the earth with a bang.

A deep pit was left on the surface, and a trace of black smoke spread from it. The armor on Hongdie's body showed a crack, and a series of cracks spread on it, and finally Permeate all corners.

She closed her eyes, and with a bang, her body turned into a blood mist... The breeze blew, and the blood mist slowly dissipated, turning into dots of bloody crystal light that filled the world. A beautiful girl, Hongdie, died... ..."Wang Lin...help me...kill Qianfeng...ok...·"

Wang Lin was in mid-air, silent. He looked up at the sky, and vaguely seemed to hear the divine thought that came from the heart before Gangdie left... As red as a butterfly... Although it was short-lived, it filled the heart and made people feel sad. The unforgettable red butterfly passed away, leaving only a jade slip and a Kunji whip. These two items floated quietly in the air, exuding a sense of loneliness... "The artistic conception of Qianfeng is infinite* *, he devours Yiru, wants to get all the actual artistic conception, how could he be swallowed up? What Qianfeng needs is not the artistic conception, but the sense of communication with the way of heaven when he understands the artistic conception.

By swallowing the artistic conception, you can gain different insights, so that you can continuously improve your artistic conception and finally reach perfection...·"

Wang Lin held the jade slip. On it were Hongdie's observations of the dry wind and her feelings over the years.

Text of Immortal Ni (When Love Crosses the Meteor)