Juntian map

Luo Changfeng rushed out of the thorny jungle, and called out to Senior Brother with a torn voice.

His voice had not yet dissipated. Liusha, who had a self-sacrifice and had a ferocious face in his body, obviously also had red eyes and rushed to death. He dragged his seriously injured body and stretched out a crystal red iron-like fire palm and slapped Huangfu Yi.

The sound of a broken sternum was heard into the ears, Huangfu Yi, whose face was red and filled with blood-colored veins, spit out a large mouthful of blood, and his body fell down like a flying meteor.

Liusanai, who was the sugar seller, threw out the shoulder pole. Meng Jiang, the little girl who had suffered most of the power of self-sacrifice and had her soul damaged, fell straight into the burden, and sticky blood kept overflowing from her mouth.

Luo Changfeng, who was panicked, was tripped by the vines, and rolled along the slow hillside for several rounds and hit the tree trunk. He felt that his fragile waist was even about to break.

His handsome face was scratched by the thorns, and bloodstained appeared. He was dizzy and supported the tree beside him, gritted his teeth and got up. Then he limped and rushed to the place where Huangfu Yi fell, and Luo Changfeng knelt down.

On the ground full of dead leaves, he hugged the seriously injured Huangfu Yi in his arms.

"Senior brother..."

Luo Changfeng saw the silver hair on his senior brother's head, like the white snow flying all year round in the Forgetful River. His heart was deeply touched, and the tingling feeling of the soul once again hit his whole body.

Two lines of hot tears slid down on the cheeks.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you? Why is this happening?" Luo Changfeng cried and choked.

Huangfu Yi raised his hand weakly. The broad hand searched for a long time but could not touch Luo Changfeng's face.

"Senior Brother? You, your eyes..." Luo Changfeng, whose eyes were blurred by tears, suddenly stunned. His expression became stiff and unbelievable. He gently stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his senior brother's eyes.

He found that his senior brother's eyes were unaware of it.

Huangfu Yi, who was breathing heavily, held Luo Changfeng's hand hard and smiled: "It's okay, my senior brother can't recognize the way anyway, so there is no difference whether these eyes can see things."

"With the cultivation level of the soul, you can still keep your eyes closed even if you die." Liusanai, the sugar seller, walked towards this side step by step with a load. Sitting on the load, he was extremely injured. The extremely injured breath was

The dying little girl Meng Jiang, the girl was still gnawing candied haws regardless of the bleeding corners of her mouth.

Huangfu Yi, who was facing a great enemy, held the knife and struggled to get up. He was the guardian of the academy. As long as the knife was still in his hand, he told himself that he could not fall.

"Junior brother, help me up."

Luo Changfeng saw the strange knife that his senior brother was holding tightly in his hand.

He helped Huangfu Yi up.

He looked at Huangfu Yi lost his eyes but insisted on blocking him, and choked and said, "Senior Brother, thank you!"

"Cough cough...hehe, but my senior brother still couldn't take you back to the academy. My senior brother is guilty of the teacher's instructions!" Huangfu Yi coughed up blood.

"You've done a good job."

"A year ago, my senior brother did not protect you, so he gave the White Lou God General and the Qiao brothers and sisters the opportunity to seriously injure you, otherwise you would not have lost your cultivation."

"That's not your fault! That's the plan I set up for revenge..."

"No matter what, if you don't do your duty, you don't do your duty! My senior brother once vowed in front of the teacher that he would be a guardian of the academy in this life, protecting the academy and your conscience. If a man promises a lot of money, how can the senior brother be without trust! "

Huangfu Yi stood with a knife.

The wind rolled up the leaves and blew the three thousand silver hair.

He stared at nothingness and listened quietly to the sound of footsteps mixed in the wind.

Luo Changfeng stood behind Huangfu Yi, looking at the back that was more important than being born with stubbornness, and couldn't help but shout angrily: "After I was injured, is it a useless wasteful person in the eyes of my senior brother?"

Huangfu Yi's body trembled slightly.

How could this be the case? He never thought so.

"If not, why did senior brother stop me again and again? Is it true that Yuntian is willing to kill himself? "

Huangfu Yi's limbs were stiff.

He was not good at speaking, and Luo Changfeng's sudden roar made him not know what to do.

The knife in his hand began to hesitate.

Luo Changfeng walked to his senior brother silently, took the knife from Huangfu Yi, and then passed by him: "I still vaguely remember what my senior brother said in the library that year."

"The academy has the pride of the academy, and the junior brother also has his own pride, even if I am a useless person with no cultivation."

"Let me fight for my senior brother once, just this time."

"Even though I die, I have no regrets..."

Luo Changfeng's voice gently floated into Huangfu Yi's ears. The senior brother, who was covered in silver hair and blind eyes, was stunned for a long time, and finally showed a comforting smile.

Luo Changfeng held the guard knife.

The spiritual consciousness that was engraved on the map of the country and the river was touched, as if the incomplete sky map in the body was under the burning of fire.

He could clearly see the fiery red light emitted from the map of the country and the rivers.

He didn't know what changes were happening in the sky map in his body, but he felt that there was a force, an unprecedented force flowing from his spiritual consciousness overflowing the qi and veins of his body. This force had a long-lost feeling, as if it had once belonged to him.

The feeling of burning fire began to spread from Tiantu to his whole body, his whole body was red and his skin was crystal clear.

The dead leaves under his feet instantly couldn't bear this terrifying heat and started to burn.

A dazzling red light shone above his head.

The country and river map in his body disappeared strangely, and then it turned into a flashing red mark on his eyebrows.

That is the symbol of the soul!

He actually condensed his soul!

Luo Changfeng suddenly realized.

It turned out that he did not dissipate his cultivation after being seriously injured, but the three pure qi obtained by the essence and qi that he refined in the realm of Miraculous Dao was always absorbed by the map of the country and mountains in his body.

So much so that after being seriously injured, the three clear energy has not yet dissipated.

When he kept communicating with his spiritual sense to the map of the country and the rivers, the map of the sky emitted a dazzling and sudden heated light in response. The temperature of this spiritual light accidentally refined all the three pure energy absorbed before and imprinted it on the map of the sky.

Above.

He then refines qi and turns into gods!

The map of the country, mountains and rivers is his soul!

"The Soul Realm?" Liusanah, who was selling sugar, raised her white eyebrows.

Huangfu Yi noticed the wonderful changes in Luo Changfeng's body and was confused. At this moment, he heard the surprise of the Emperor Alliance quicksand, and was extremely shocked.

"Do you dare to take me a knife?"

Luo Changfeng, who had just entered the realm of the soul, said such a wild word when facing two masters with spiritual orifices above him. If these words were heard by others, he would definitely think they were a life-and-death act.

But Huangfu Yi doesn't think so.

He is proud of his academy, and hasn't he ever been proud of his junior brother?

Who dares to say that a person who has a map of the country and the mountains and rivers will return to ordinary people?

The sound of Luo Changfeng echoed in the mountains and forests.

The candy seller did not answer his words, and Meng Jiang, who was gnawing on the candy haws.

These are no longer important.

Because Luo Changfeng's sword will always be cut off.

Luo Changfeng, who had returned to his peak, cut out the strongest sword in his life. He had never practiced this sword before, and he didn't know what the sword was called.

I only knew that the knife was very heavy. When the knife fell, he saw a mountain and river suppressing him!

He named this knife Shanhe Jian!

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