There's a ghost inside me

In this endless disaster, even consciousness is gone, so how can we stop?

Pursuing eternity is eternity.

In the midst of death.

Jiang Xiao kept fighting with those enemies, as if he was in the hell of the infinite, repeating the cycle of reincarnation.

The True Lord of Dragon and Snake, the True Lord of Wanmeng, and even the True Lord of Qingqiu after his death, as well as the peerless immortals in the years, they appeared again after their destruction, but they could not make an angry roar and were completely desolate. For the Phantom of Death...

boom! ! !

At this point, Jiang Xiao almost never stopped the Yin-Yang Dao Jue. He had long fallen into the origin of the Dao like the goddess in Guanghan Palace.

He seemed to have transformed into a god between life and death, but he could not truly grasp life and death, and it was difficult to separate his own consciousness from it.

It's really too difficult,

All living beings, this great way is like an endless ocean. Every wave surging is the death and birth of billions of creatures.

Jiang Xiao felt like he was standing on the shore, staring at this vast ocean in a daze, and his life became confused for the first time.

But at this moment—

A bright ray of light suddenly shone into his eyes.

That's...

The ultimate way is your second avenue, or another way you once pursued.

At this moment,

In the dark world, the white-haired immortal stagnated for a moment, holding the Broken Soul Sword's hand, as if trembling.

"Have you reached this point?"

A hoarse voice came from the cage ahead.

This is the third generation of the ultimate spiritual master, who is also trapped in life and death, and has experienced many years.

However, compared to Jiang Xiao, he walked shorter, got stuck in the first level, and failed to break through his own life and death as an individual.

Tear-

Suddenly, Jiang Xiao waved a sword, and the sword light contained black and white mysterious power, integrating the way of life and death, splitting the cage of life and death.

Among the two turbid and clear energy,

A middle-aged man in a gray gown stood there.

There was shock in his pupils, and there was also a shock to Beiming now.

"What’s wrong with you?"

The middle-aged man felt that he should have lived, but he felt that the Spirit Master of Life and Death in front of him was dead.

He is the third generation of the ultimate spiritual master, the only spiritual master of the ultimate spiritual master 30,000 years ago, and also the immortal master at the quasi-thirteenth level.

This man once opened up the supreme sword path in the ruins of the ancient heavenly court with one sword.

The ultimate Taoist power used human power to tear open a scar that could not be healed, shaking the past and present.

However, the middle-aged man was deeply shocked by this scene and was completely unpredictable.

He thought Bei Ming was going to reach the ultimate way of the quasi-thirteenth level and completely solve himself in the world of death, but he never thought that the other party was in this state at this moment.

No response,

The white-haired immortal master had already brought his sword and killed him.

At this point, Jiang Xiao has long been used to fighting with the strongest people.

Fight? What a irony.

I can't kill them at all. In death, everything is eternal.

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

In front, the middle-aged man in gray clothes was full of surprise and never expected that the battle between each other's great power would be like this.

boom! ! !

Jiang Xiao strode away, swung the Broken Soul Sword, and fell down with a simple and unpretentious slash, directly slashing out the sword light like thousands of waves.

"Eleventh level?"

The middle-aged man in gray clothes felt the other party's ultimate Taoist realm, but he did not dare to delay any delay.

With a big hand, the brilliant rays of light gathered together.

It was a truly great sword of the broken soul, the ultimate Tao fruit exuded the momentum of heaven and earth.

Tear-

The other party waved his hand and a touch of morning glow covering the sky swept past, directly erasing Jiang Xiao's waist.

"What?"

On the contrary, the middle-aged man in gray was stunned.

The other party didn't hide?

etc!

The next moment, two wisps of life and death mysterious powers were intertwined in the darkness, and finally condensed the other person's figure again.

The middle-aged man in gray shirt was shocked, "Sure enough... you are not seeking me to overcome the ultimate disaster, you are breaking through the way of life and death!"

Still no response,

Jiang Xiao stepped forward step by step, his white hair flew up, and the Broken Soul Sword could not fight, so he raised his fist to kill him!

He held his right fist, and the heart of the fist seemed to contain a sun, and it was smashed down with great momentum, bursting out a divine light in the dark world.

"You are insulting me? Why!"

The middle-aged man in gray clothes was furious and could not accept the battle.

Both of them are the ultimate spiritual masters. Why don’t you compete with me on the great way, but instead use the way of life and death to compete?

"Is this your heart of Tao? Being lost and lost in chaos!"

Gray shirtThe middle-aged man shouted angrily, sweeping through the sun-like fist shadow with one sword, and at the same time, he burst out with a magnificent momentum, breaking Jiang Xiao's body with one punch.

Jiang Xiao was directly beaten to collapse into thousands of glory and the ultimate Taoist momentum, who dared to resist? Even gods have to change their colors.

I am afraid that only the Spirit Master of the Way of Life and Death is in the samsara of reincarnation and can reverse life and death at any time.

"Why don't you hide? Fight me upright!"

Seeing this, the middle-aged man in gray clothes was even more difficult to accept, "I am not afraid of death, but in this way, how can you understand life?"

One after another, dazzling sword light swept across Jiang Xiao's body.

The flesh and blood were flying in a mess, but Jiang Xiao seemed to be unable to feel the pain, and he ignored all this.

Nothing to care about...

Whether it is victory or defeat, life or death, it is actually just the same result.

In the end, I can't get rid of this disaster, and it is even more impossible to grasp the origin of the Great Way of Life and Death.

boom!

At this moment, the middle-aged man in gray clothes suddenly rushed, abandoned the Broken Soul Sword, and punched Jiang Xiao hard in the face.

"Wake up! Really fight me!"

The middle-aged man in gray shirt was furious, "What the hell are you doing?? Are you still worthy of holding the Broken Soul Sword?"

Jiang Xiao was beaten to retreat, fell into the darkness, and then got up again.

The wound on his face healed in the blink of an eye...

It's like it's never happened.

Since that's the case, why bother to hide? Why fight?

Jiang Xiao's eyes at this moment were like a stone embedded in his eye sockets, continuing to take steps and raising his hand to trigger the way of life and death.

boom!

The middle-aged man in gray clothes was covered by a Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram. The majestic trend was like the ninth level of heaven, and he could not resist at all.

"Break it for me!!!"

But he was roaring and continued to resist with the Broken Soul Sword, trying to split the sky and split everything.

Looking at the dazzling rays of rays of light,

Jiang Xiaoran's face moved slightly.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to make a sound, but he could not make the other party's roar.

"Bei Ming, the Tao is for one's own use, not one's own integration into the Tao."

In the divine palace, Chitian sighed helplessly.

He has seen too many such people; too many such things have happened in the ancient heaven;

Those terrifying taboos, the immortal palace splashed with divine blood, became gods of Taoist slaves, and in turn suppressed the real gods...

"Oh~"

The gods sighed for it.

Deep in the darkness, there are several heavenly palaces, where there are gods with self-consciousness.

With this powerful fluctuation that swept across the entire death...

Among those immortal palaces, one supreme aura after another was spreading, and gods resurrected and opened their eyes.

They watched this scene, and the gods came to serve as audiences, watching the white-haired immortal who was like a slave.

The extremely spectacular scene is shocking.

"Bei Ming is breaking through the realm of life and death..."

"He has understood the true meaning of death enough, and now it is time to take the step of rebirth again."

"What is the true meaning of life?"

The gods in the ancient heavenly court also fell into long-term contemplation when they watched this scene.

And just then-

"It's time for us to go out."

A misty voice drifted out into the darkness, "Bai Ming's instinct is stimulated by fighting."

......

The third generation of the ultimate spiritual master vs. the fourth generation of the ultimate spiritual master

But the battle between the two sides is so unacceptable.

The middle-aged man in gray clothes is full of fighting spirit, and is born with the momentum of moving forward and has the courage to break all shackles. The Broken Soul Sword in his hand seems to be able to split everything.

However, in the endless Taoist disaster, Beiming lost his desire for victory and defeat, and everything in the infinite cycle of life and death.

The middle-aged man in gray clothes was furious and shouted to the sky, "Beiming! You are not worthy of fighting with me!"

finally,

Jiang Xiao seemed to be excited by the other party's ultimate Taoist momentum, but he spoke in a hoarse sentence, "If I kill you, you will still be resurrected, and then, fight with me again. You have never experienced it and don't understand at all. ...”

boom! ! ! ! !

Suddenly, the middle-aged man in gray clothes handed out a sword at the cost of his life, which pierced Jiang Xiao's eyebrows like thunder.

A wisp of fairy light instantly crossed several miles away.

Jiang Xiao suddenly stood there, and the glow in his pupils seemed to be unable to dissipate forever.

The sword in his hand was one inch away from the other party's throat...

"I won this battle."

The middle-aged man in gray clothes spoke with his eyes shining, but the broken soul sword in his hand collapsed inch by inch, turning into light rain and dissipating.

His avenue has been erased too many times by the Taoist map of life and death.Uncontrollable tunnel collapse.

Jiang Xiao's body and spirit are also shattering.

But he can come again and manifest again and again, repeat this endless disaster again and again.

Sure enough...

The next moment, the phantom of the death of the third generation of the ultimate spiritual master appeared in the darkness, and he came to him again.

This time, the other party could not make the previous roar.

Jiang Xiaoli was still there, letting the other party pierce his eyebrows with a sword again, but he could no longer feel the will that was above everything else.

I am still alive, the other party is dead.

Jiang Xiao murmured, "I lost..."