Record of Chaos

　　 With He Biri's character, his choice is undoubtedly the former. For him, it is absolutely unbearable for him to live for four thousand years under the breath of others, and to sit and watch others gain a long life but he is about to die. Even if you can't live forever, it's actually good to drag the geniuses of the so-called big clan to die together.

　　 But he is not alone, and Lin Han is different. Lin Han doesn't like killing, he doesn't like risks, and he prefers quiet time. She doesn't care when her life will be exhausted, she is satisfied as long as she has a carefree life. Under her prevention, all of He Biri's plans were in the way.

　　 This is something that is hard to succeed with all the effort, not to mention that He Biri has always been unwilling to disobey Lin Han, and of course he failed in the end. But the Crane Clan has also avoided being involved in the dangerous demon world wars many times in these thousands of years. No matter how the demon world is precarious, the scenery in Taibai Forest is still the same.

　　 Three thousand years have passed, and Lin Han's life span has finally come to an end. She cherishes her appearance most, and she is still beautiful even on the last day. But the longevity is exhausted, and her appearance will age rapidly as long as the second is over the limit. She didn't let this happen after all.

　　 In He Biri's arms, she surged with the magical power of the golden core and instantly shattered her body into spirits. He Biri only felt that the delicate body in his arms suddenly shattered like an eggshell, and then turned into countless stars and drifted away.

　　 At this time, his arms became empty, and he also felt that life had lost all meaning. When he got up and walked to the mirror, he saw an extremely old face, which was the same as the old and dead master He Heng he had seen.

　　 It is strange that He Heng has passed away for thousands of years, but he is very familiar with this old and dying face, as if he had only seen it yesterday.

　　The years have passed, and it is impossible to rejuvenate. Even the pursuit of Jindan Sanhua is impossible. Even if someone sends the foreign medicine of Jindan Sanhua to him, he will not be able to break through this level. The elapse of lifespan will cause the cultivation base to fall, and it is hard to climb to the sky.

　　 But he didn't feel any regrets either. In this life, except eternal life, he got everything he wanted.

　　 He sat cross-legged quietly, stretched out a finger, and gathered the golden core mana in his body on his fingertips. As long as he pointed at the center of his eyebrows and mana poured back into the sea of ​​consciousness, he would immediately follow Lin Han into the reincarnation.

　　 But at this time, it was not himself who was on his eyebrows at this point, but a strange man in black. A jet-black robe covered his whole body, even his face was a black hole, only two bright eyes were exposed.

　　 This person didn’t know where he came from, and suddenly appeared in front of him. He stretched out a weird black hand first, and moved a little closer to his eyebrows, and then a strong divine thought spread into his sea of ​​consciousness:

　　 "I don't wake up yet!"

　　 He Biri's soul shook suddenly, but did not wake up, but felt that two huge powers were oppressing his body and mind like a mountain, and he could not move at all.

After the weird black finger hit the center of his eyebrows, it didn't stop, but directly penetrated into his brain, and then changed the point into a grasping, holding something with five fingers. Then suddenly pulled out.

　　 To He Biri, it was like pulling up a big tree with deep roots from his body. The pain was not much different from the direct breaking of his neck. After the severe pain, an old man with pale beard and hair was forcibly pulled out of his body by the black man clutching his neck tightly.

　　 "Master?" He Biri was really surprised when he saw that the old man being pulled out turned out to be He Heng who had died thousands of years ago.

　　 After the old man was arrested, He Buri realized that he was getting younger quickly. After a while, he recovered the image of a middle-aged man with only a little gray beard and hair. He seemed to think of something.

　　 He Heng stared at the weird black shadow that had restrained him tightly. There was no fear in his eyes, but a strange color of enlightenment was revealed. Although his neck was severely grasped, his lips were still moving, and he murmured:

　　 "Sure enough, a golden pill Mengling. He Biri, you sold yourself to Menglai in order to break through to the golden pill! You will push the entire crane clan to death."

　　 After speaking, he glared, his whole body turned into a cloud of white light, and rolled up the sleeves of this weird black robe Mengling like a snake, as if to counter this Mengling.

The black shadow hummed coldly, and the sleeves flicked. A large piece of black light shook out from the sleeves, like splashing ink. The black hands suddenly became extremely large, and the white light turned by He Heng was tightly held between the two big hands. , And then suddenly pulled.

　　 Only a sharp sound like a cracked silk was heard, the phantom that He Biri’s spiritual thoughts turned into bangs, but disappeared.

　　 The four-thousand-year illusion created by He Heng with the divine sound of cranes in He Biri’s divine consciousness also disappeared. He Biri's eyes were still a bit sluggish.

　　 These four thousand years of memory are flooded in his sea of ​​knowledge, as turbulent as waves. The memory of the real world four thousand years ago is like a small piece of rock far away, and it is not so easy for him to find it.

　　 But the reality in front of him is still reality, and he is still using his hands to pinch the technique, urging his irreversible extinction technique. There was nothing in the world, and the original Palace of Night Silence now only had a dark dot.

　　 He Heng's body was stretched like noodles, turning into a spiral line in the air, entering the black spot bit by bit.

Once the 　　 annihilation spell started, even He Biri himself could not stop it, unless he died in the process.

　　 He Heng used Xiaojindan to display the divine sound of cranes, which allowed He Biri to experience four thousand years of fantasy.

　　 If in the ending of that illusion, there was no Golden Core Dream Spirit to appear, He Biri's eyebrows would naturally die. In reality, He Biri's life will also end, and this world-destroying escape technique will therefore end.

　　 He Heng did not use this technique to kill He Biri. It's just that he felt something weird in He Biri's body, which would not have appeared until the edge of life and death. Sure enough, in the final stage, the dream spirit appeared.

　　 As long as it appears once, it reveals the secret. Therefore, when He Heng glanced at He Biri, he could see a black figure behind him.

　　 Although this dark shadow is blurry, its actions will always be the same as He Bi Japanese. He Biri pinches the Jue with both hands, and he also pinches the Jue with both hands. He Biri's eyes looked at him, and a pair of fire-like eyes looked at him in the dark shadow.

　　 This thing is Meng Lei's Meng Ling. Mengling has no physical body, only parasites in the spiritual consciousness of living people. He Heng tried to die with this dream spirit in the final stage, but he failed.

　　 Jindan Mengling has the same combat power as a Jindan monk. If He Biri now adds this dream spirit, it is equivalent to two golden cores.

　　 Even if He Heng is fully prepared, he will never have a chance to succeed. But he was able to force this Mengling out, exposing the secret of this Mengling, which was considered a partial success. After all, this was originally a hidden hand of the Menglu family, but now he has stirred up the cause and effect, and the subsequent development is probably not as good as the Menglu family expected.

　　 "If you can break through to the golden core realm, you really accepted the golden core medicine that Meng Lei gave you. It's a pity that this medicine was not given for nothing."

　　 Jindan foreign medicine is only used to advance to Jindan from Zifu. It is different from Sanhua Foreign Medicine. Although precious, it is available to the crane clan.

　　 But this foreign medicine was stuck in his hand by He Heng, and he has been deliberately not letting He Biri get it, just to prevent him from cultivating a golden pill and really becoming the elder of the crane clan in the future.

　　 "With a master like you, how can I get the golden core? How about I accept the foreign medicine of Meng Lei? Even if a Meng Ling is planted in the divine consciousness, as long as I am strong enough, it will naturally be expelled in the future."

　　 He Heng at this time half of the old bones have been sucked into the black spots formed by the extinction technique, but there is still half of his body left outside, and he said weakly:

　　"If you are a disciple of another family, you can do whatever you want. But you are my disciple, you must be the candidate for the King of Crane. Your personality is impulsive, not as calm as He Yuyin, so I can't put the fate of Crane in your hands.

　　 "Furthermore, when I asked Lin Han to marry He Yuyin, she didn't say a word, so she answered the matter silently. How do I know the result will be like this?

"This is a stupid thing I did. But I let you live again, four thousand years, but you got everything you want, right? How many grievances are enough?" He Heng's face again Showing that weird smile~www.wuxiaspot.com~What's the use of a dream? "He Biri said coldly.

　　 is actually a fantasy rather than a point. Although he has been greatly satisfied for these four thousand years, it is not enough for him now. He needs to enter the upper realm, obtain the three-flower foreign medicine, obtain immortality, and live forever with Lin Han. How can it be enough for a mere four thousand years?

　　 "Isn't life a dream?" The old man's expression seemed to laugh at his persistence, which made him angry. The resentment that has been burning for thousands of years has never been extinguished.

"Your life is indeed a big dream. A pitiful spring and autumn dream." He Biri showed a pity on his face, "Your life is not over, but you are about to die now. Instead of asking me here, it's better. Think about what else you can't let go, maybe I will help you when I have time?"

"This..." He Heng's elongated face really showed a thoughtful color, "I have millions of Crane tribe people in Taibai Mountain, what will happen in the future? Your kid is so reckless and controlled by Mengluo. , I’m afraid the whole tribe will be reduced to death pawns. When you remind me, I really feel more and more uneasy."

"Haha, what will they do to you a dead person in the future?" He Biri saw the struggle in He Heng's eyes, and felt ecstatic in his heart for some reason, as if a grievance of a thousand years had grown, "I just want you to be a crane For the lives of the descendants of the clan, go find an immortality for me!"

　　 At this time, the extinction spell is almost over, and He Biri no longer casts spells. Raising his head and screaming, the shadow of the dream spirit behind him also raised his head and laughed wildly, just like a pair of twins imitating each other.

　　 He Heng made the last struggle, but to no avail. His body and face have been drawn into a weird and terrifying strip, sucked into that small black spot like a blood snake, and disappeared from then on.