The Sword Dynasty

This sword light flew out, and the heaven and earth in front of him was cut like a piece of paper.

Everyone still maintains the previous posture.

The end of the flower and the sword flew over the body of the battle, and fell into the golden pagoda.

There is a colorful flower in the Quinta.

The colorful flowers grow on a white cobblestone, not even a little root, but grow very beautiful, just like the rain.

The last flower remnant sword fell on this flower, and dozens of silks contained in the sword body burned up, and then spurred more heaven and earth ++++ novels.

With a bang, Ding Ning’s remnant sword ignited a fire.

The delicate colorful flowers quickly dried up and burned to ashes in an instant.

When this colorful flower burns into ashes, the world before everyone disappears.

Shen Xuan found himself standing as well as before. Everything was as it was, but all the tears on his cheeks.

"In the end what happened?"

Hu Jingjing reached out in disbelief and looked at his unfinished palm and couldn't help but scream.

"This is impossible."

The war is still not dead, the time seems to be stagnant, or it is a short moment in between, he has the last breath, then he looks at Ding Ning, with this last breath, said Such a sentence.

Then he died.

With untold words, even the emotions he could not understand died.

"what exactly is it?"

Li Xixing looked at the end of the tough, fluttering back of the broken flower sword, turned to ask Ding Ning.

"Two flowers."

Ding Ning gently coughed and said: "In many legends, it is also called Nirvana, a kind of flower that acts on the level of perception and consciousness, which can make people sleep forever, until they die."

"But..." Hu Jingjing couldn't help but speak out.

"I will see what happened in this life." Ding Ning directly interrupted her words and said: "This is the strange thing about this flower."

"Is it the illusion it brings? I thought it was true."

Hu Jingjing was shocked to think about the kind of feeling that he couldn't help but ask Li Xixing around him. "You just feel that you are getting smaller and smaller?"

Li Xixing glanced at her and said, "I have re-played the guy again and then threw it into the well."

"Which?"

Hu Jingjing stunned, but immediately understood that Li Xixing said that the person who killed Li Xixing dog in an hour.

"thank you."

At this time, she and Li Xixing did not think of it, and even suspected that she had misunderstood that Shen Xuan seriously said this to Ding Ning.

Both of them were shocked to see Shen Xuan.

What makes them even more shocked is that Shen Xuan’s face seems to be very different from before.

That layer has always shrouded the haze and indifference between his eyebrows, and I don’t know when it has faded.

Although his look is still cold, it seems that a layer of dust has been washed away.

Is it because I survived?

Li Xixing and Hu Jingjing could not understand all the contents of Shen Xuan’s thank you at this time. However, Ding Ning was the first to return to Shen Xuan, and said very seriously: "You are welcome."

Then both Ding Ning and Shen Xuan stopped talking, and the eyes of the two men fell to the same place.

It is not the broken golden pagoda, but the living spring that has dried up.

The bottom of the live spring is all white and fine sand.

At this time, the white sands are like the real water flow, slowly infiltrating and slowly disappearing.

The forbidden power that affects the practitioner's perception seems to have completely disappeared. With the disappearance of these white sands, even Li Xixing and Hu Jing Kyoto clearly perceive that there is something with an indescribable name that gives people a strong and extreme atmosphere. It is emerging from the center of these fine sands.

Especially looking at the look of Ding Ning and Shen Xuan, Li Xixing and Hu Jing Kyoto understand what is going to happen.

The legendary immortality is not in the Jinta, but under this living spring.

If the real water falls out, a little sparkling light slowly emerges in the center of the white sand.

After a little sparkle, there is more, then all.

A pure round silver crystal ball is suspended quietly in the center of the white sand that is fading away. Outside this silver crystal ball, there are many irregular silver crystals floating in different sizes.

These silver crystals are like pieces of borneol that melt and break, but they are constantly being produced and constantly changing.

"It's like a real world."

Hu Jingjing stared at this silver crystal ball, which is the size of a real medicinal herb, and couldn’t help but say.

Everyone feels the same.

This is a wonderful feeling, so anyone can be sure that this is the legendary longevity medicine.

"I have tried countless prisoners. Although it is impossible to completely see through one's innermost feelings, at least you can see that you are not greedy." Shen Xuan turned to look at Ding Ning and asked: "You asked me about this immortality." How do you think about medicine? I will answer this long-lived medicine for you to dispose of. It’s just that you are not greedy for this immortal medicine, because you think that your nine dead silkworms are too strong, higher than this immortal medicine, or because they can’t agree with it. Is this lifeless medicine itself?"

Ding Ning calmly looked at the pure round silver crystal ball, thought of the two flowers of the genius, silence for a moment, said: "If this life is not good, what is the use of eternal life."

Shen Xuan rarely smiled.

Because his smile rarely appears, it seems a bit stiff and ugly.

It’s just incomparable truth.

"In fact, you should be the most suitable master of the big floating prison, no one can see more than you." He smiled and said sincerely.

Ding Ning did not respond to his sentence.

He just looked at the pure round silver crystal ball in the white sand and began to move and walked toward it.

At the same time as he moved, there were countless rustling sounds in the ears of all people, just like countless fine silkworms rushing in Ding Ning's body.

"Now we all know his secrets."

Li Xixing listened to such a voice, silenced for a moment, and whispered to Hu Jingjing.

Hu Jingjing also silenced for a moment, just saying: "The queen killed my master."

After the meal, Hu Jingjing turned to look at Li Xixing and watched him seriously ask, "What about you?"

Li Xixing’s brows are slightly uncomfortable. It seems that he is not happy. He said: “He is my friend.”

Hu Jingjing suddenly smiled sweetly.

Some people do things right or wrong, just ask close friends.

She understands that for Li Xixing, the entire Changling is not as good as a true friend.

Li Xixing did not take charge of Ding Ning and the immortal medicine. No matter what kind of immortality medicine is, for him, as long as Ding Ning has confidence to go to it, he naturally thought about how to dispose of it.

At the scene, there is still a person who knows the secret of Ding Ning's nine dead silkworms.

The black-and-white purple back rests on the golden pagoda.

After all, the vitality of the boy in the wilderness was strong, and he was hit by a heavy blow. He still has not died yet, and he has not even fallen into a coma.

He was shocked and helpless, watching Ding Ning go to the center of the white sand.