My practice narration is weird

The night was extremely long.

So much so that Ye Wuyou looked forward to that ray of dawn.

Ye Wuyou waved his hand towards the sky, indicating that they didn't need to hide.

The girl behind him still holds the clear sword light.

Luo Qinghan stopped talking at this moment, his eyes were cold and his hair was floating.

She would never ask Ye Wuyou what he could do.

Because the Thirteen Nine Realms are already standing in the night sky, staring in the fierce wind.

Their eyes looked at each other across a strange field.

[Time] is like a barrier that no one can easily step on.

"Where's the merchant?"

Someone asked in the sky.

This sentence seemed to remind the other people of something.

"By the way, where is the merchant? What we felt before was this guy's magical power. Why can't we see him now?"

I don’t know who said it.

"The ginseng merchant is dead."

Everyone was silent for a moment, and then someone spoke in surprise, with a tone full of disbelief.

"Dead?"

As an insider, Bi Su nodded silently at this moment with an indifferent tone.

"Yes, dead."

Immediately, he looked at Ye Wuyou.

"Killed by this junior of later generations."

Suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Wuyou.

Six realms.

Because they were separated from each other by the strange realm, everyone who followed could not see the strange aura permeating Ye Wuyou's body, and their eyes were full of doubts at this moment.

"He killed the ginseng merchant, so what were you doing at that time?"

Bisu did not respond.

Ginseng merchants have ten thousand ways to live.

It's just that they chose to let him die.

Bi Su didn't speak, and no one asked any questions. There was just silence for a moment, and then all kinds of weird laughter burst out.

But it was a strong sneer.

What's funny is that the ginseng merchant died in the hands of this younger generation.

but……

"This is a strange place."

"..."

"Then who's going?"

No one answered.

The Thirteen Nine Realms fell into rare silence at this moment.

No matter how much they laughed at Gong Shang, when they heard that Ye Wuyou had killed Gong Shang, no one was willing to take the risk for a while.

No matter how powerful the ancient cultivators were who survived the catastrophe, all their courage and courage had long been lost in the endless years.

Ye Wuyou silently observed all this.

He suddenly felt that the narrator's words seemed to be correct?

The true practitioners have died in the past, and what remains are just worms surviving in the world?

But what does it have to do with myself?

Ye Wuyou was thinking clearly now.

If you believe that everything judged by [Years] is true, then you should be able to go on alive, at least, reach the Seventh Realm alive.

But if what [Years] determines is true, then Lu Caiwei will stop at the Sixth Realm.

Under what circumstances will it stop at six realms?

it goes without saying.

And if what [years] determines is not true.

So……

But no matter which result it is, the current [years] have not revealed even a trace.

It seems impossible to rely on weird judgments to give variables.

At the moment, there seems to be no way to change this.

No, maybe.

Ye Wuyou raised his fingertips lightly and hid them in the palm of his sleeves, revealing a dark wooden coffin.

In the sky, the thirteen nine realms seemed to have reached a conclusion through their deliberations.

"Since that kid has mastered [Backtracking], it will be easy to handle."

"Originally, I was thinking about how to capture him alive. If I used my magical power, would it hurt the Lord of the Blessed Land next to him?"

"Right now, it seems there's no need to worry so much."

"First use magical powers to suppress him, forcing him to the point where he can no longer [go back]."

Their target is now the owner of this blessed land.

Each Cave Heaven Paradise chooses its owner in a different way. They have no information about Luo He. If someone accidentally kills Lu Caiwei, then Luo He, this blessed land, will not be so easy to obtain.

Thirteen Nine Realms made a decision at this moment.

In an instant, all kinds of magical lights appeared in the night sky.

The dark night sky seemed to be ignited at this moment, and the bright moonlight seemed dim at the moment.

Use magical powers to force Ye Wuyou to use [Recall].

Even if Ye Wuyou is killed, he can turn back time.

This is what they think.

This is also the most risk-free idea.

But what everyone doesn't know is that Ye Wuyou is currently unable to use [Backtracking] during these [Years]. The right eyeball has fallen into fatigue, the borrowed [Backtracking] has been exhausted, and it itself is unable to drive anymore.

Ye Wuyou, who has been targeted by time, will end up being completely eroded in an instant whenever he uses [Look Back].

"I can't use [Backtracking]." He said calmly to the sky.

Ye Wuyou told the truth.

The magical light remained still for a moment.

But it was only for a moment.

There is strength in numbers.

When there are more people... opinions will differ.

After Ye Wuyou said these words, about three magical lights and shadows gradually dispersed.

But at the same time, ten magical powers suddenly fell from the sky.

Nine realms of magical power.

Every style is not inferior to Fentian.

This is absolute power.

This is a gap that cannot be eliminated.

This is a power that cannot be blocked even by [Adaptation] [No One] [Ghost] [No Lower Limit].

Ye Wuyou stared intently.

Use your palms slightly.

He bet everything on the [Ghost Coffin].

Even if he was swallowed into the [Ghost Coffin] again, he could still survive in it with [Adaptation].

The roar almost shattered his ears and eyes, and the aura was surging like a raging wave.

The mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, and the whole of Da Yan could now see the brilliant scenery of this distant place.

Heavy pressure, dazzling light and shadow.

Ye Wuyou felt that his breathing seemed to be still at this moment.

But...

No damage.

The small black wooden box was still held in his hand.

It had not been used yet.

But the more than ten magical powers that were comparable to the Burning Heaven were all annihilated at this moment.

And all this was just from the figure that appeared outside the Ghost Domain at this moment, standing horizontally between Ye Wuyou and the many figures.

The purple hair fluttered gently, and the yin-yang black and white Taoist robe danced with the wind. The woman stretched out her hand and raised her palm lightly.

It was not a blunt stop, but all those huge magical powers were dissolved at this moment.

It was as if they had seen through all the changes.

Figures moved.

The expressions of the thirteen ninth realms changed at this moment.

Some people immediately clasped their fists and bowed, speaking respectfully.

"Meet the Star Lord."

Some people looked gloomy, fear and resentment gathered in their eyes, and looked at the female figure.

Despite their different emotions, no one would question the other party, and no one would say anything more about the fact that Wenqu had just blocked their magical powers.

Because the strength is beyond doubt.

The world only knows that Wenqu Star Lord is talented, but who remembers that Wenqu is the fourth of the Big Dipper, and the Big Dipper is the real killing star.

At the beginning, they didn't remember it either.

They just thought that the other party was just a star lord with more fame than strength, with long hair and little knowledge.

It was not until after the disaster that the surviving practitioners had a "gathering" and the various things that happened during the period made everyone truly realize this fact.

Wenqu's aura is the same as theirs, all of which are in the ninth realm.

But... they are completely different.

The fourth of the Big Dipper is called Tianquan.

The spiritual energy dissipated, and the world changed. The practice method in the world today did not come out of thin air.

It was compiled and passed down by this Wenqu Star Lord.

If it was just a practice method, it would not be considered a big deal.

The key is that this practice method can be seamlessly connected.

Qi can absorb spiritual energy, and spiritual energy can also replenish itself. When the spiritual energy is completely converted and sufficient, the Tianshu realm can directly reach the Immortal Lord.

Therefore, she named this realm after the title of her former companion.

Tianquan, Tianji, Tianxuan, Tianshu...

As for the rest of the practitioners, they all gave up their original power, integrated into this world early, and rebuilt once, so that they can survive safely at present.

Although they have powerful magical powers and can use spiritual energy, the source of the realm they are cultivating now is Wenqu.

No one knows what the other party is hiding. Is there any other change in the Nine Realms Tianshu?

But even if they know that the other party may be hiding something, they can't find out the reason, because they can't create such a practice method that connects the ancient and modern times and can switch between qi and spiritual energy, so they can only practice hard.

The result is that they are both in the Nine Realms, but Wenqu is the strongest.

Bi Su plucked up his courage at this moment and asked respectfully.

"I don't know why Xingjun came here..."

What he actually wanted to ask more was why Xingjun took action to save Ye Wuyou...

But before he finished speaking.

Wenqu's figure had disappeared from the spot.

The next moment.

The Yin-Yang black and white Taoist robe was stained with blood.

Under the bright moonlight, the woman's slender arm pierced Ye Wuyou's chest. (End of this chapter)