"Why didn't Su Tianxin kill the general?"

Yan Hongye was very puzzled by this issue. If she had done this at that time, there would be no seven generations of enemies today. She would not have to practice the "Xuanxin Secret Art" for this reason.

"Because she fell in love with Gan Jiang!"

A simple answer made Yan Hongye scream in surprise, and the Moye sword in her palm also trembled violently, seeming to express her anger.

"Hongye, this mistake has now turned into a catastrophe that will destroy the world. It's time we put an end to it."

Suddenly, Ji Boyi turned around and looked at Yan Hongye and Moye's sword in her palm with shining eyes. At this moment, an invisible thick fog had covered the entire Wangqing Forest without knowing it, and in the blink of an eye, it enveloped the stone house.

, blurring the figures of the two people.

"Let us finish the sword that Su Tianxin refuses to thrust out on her behalf. The fate of the seven generations of lovers will end wherever it begins."

Ji Boyi's tall and slender body became ethereal in the thick fog, as if this world did not exist. At the same time, Yan Hongye felt an invisible force of space, twisting and teleporting her to another isolated place.

A place of confusion.

"Yin..."

At this moment, Moye's sword made a clear sword cry, and a dazzling sword light illuminated Yan Hongye, who protected her and fell smoothly into a deserted and lonely city.

"Jiko, where are you?"

Yan Hongye came to this deserted city alone, and couldn't help but feel panic in her heart. She instinctively wanted to look for Ji Boyi.

It's a pity that even though she walked through the streets of the entire city, she didn't see a single person. On the vast, wide and lonely avenue, countless books were spread out page by page under the breeze. Many of them were blank.

Others were filled with all kinds of sentimental love stories, some happy and some sad. But in the end, under a strange power, the words on these books slowly disappeared and turned into blanks.

"What...where is this?"

Yan Hongye picked up a book that had not disappeared. She looked through it carefully, and her delicate jade face showed a trace of unprecedented panic under her white hair.

"This is the city without tears."

A familiar voice came, and Yan Hongye turned around and saw that a beauty with delicate bones and beautiful bones, skin as smooth as gelatin, and an unworldly beauty, like a fairy descending from the earth, had appeared behind her at some point.

"You are...Su Tianxin!"

In the dream world, the two met once. At that time, Yan Hongye didn't know who she was. But she didn't know why. This time when they met, the name naturally appeared in her mind.

"Yes, I am Su Tianxin, and I am also the founder of the 'Xuanxin Secret Art' that you practice."

"Since you created it, tell me, how can I stop practicing this technique?"

Yan Hongye's cultivation level doubled every other day. The speed of progress almost made Ji Boyi's expression change. If he hadn't had an almost endless supply of evil energy from the underworld spring to absorb, he would have been killed by Yan Hongye long ago.

exceeded.

But every time her cultivation increased sharply, Yan Hongye clearly felt that she was one step closer to death. These days, she and Ji Youyi lived a warm life, which made her want to get rid of the "Mysterious Secret of Mysterious Heart" and become a normal woman.

It's a pity that this is a great method that once you start practicing it, you can never stop it.

As she expected, Su Tianxin slowly shook her head. A trace of guilt flashed through the gentle and virtuous Yurong Zhishan, as if she felt guilty about this answer.

"You have never practiced the 'Xuanxin Mysterious Technique' at all, have you? The reason why you taught it to the Xuanxin Patriarch is just to use the Xuanxin Zongzong to deal with the seven-generation grudges and use us as scapegoats!"

Yan Hongye showed an aggressiveness that was not seen in front of Ji Boyi. Su Tianxin was silenced by her series of questions, as if she had nothing to say.

"No, Hongye, she has practiced the 'Xuanxin Secret Art', and has even cultivated this Dafa to the level of Dacheng. She is only a little short of the highest level."

Ji Boyi's slender and tall figure slowly emerged at the end of the street, making Yan Hongye's face smile sincerely.

"Can't even she, the founder, completely perfect this magical method?"

"I have to ask her now. After all, I have never practiced before."

Ji Boyi came to Yan Hongye's side and slowly took her soft, boneless palm. The latter's face blushed slightly, but she did not stop it.

"Where have you been? Why can't I find you anywhere?"

"I have just arrived in the City Without Tears, so I'm worrying you."

Su Tianxin's willow-shaped eyebrows trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable when she saw the two people in front of her interacting with each other.

"Where is this place? Why do I have the urge to cry?"

"Yeah, I can't stop crying!"

Two familiar words, like thunder, woke up Ji Boyi and Su Tianxin. They looked back at Zhuge Wuwei, who was already in tears, with a trace of rare horror on their faces.

"Wuwei, don't cry!"

"Hongye, run!"

Contrary to Su Tianxin, Ji Boyi pulled Yan Hongye and headed in the opposite direction.

"What's going on?"

Except for Ji Yiyi and Su Tianxin who knew the truth, the rest were confused and didn't know why.

"Back then, Su Tianxin found out that she was deeply in love with Gan Jiang and couldn't bear to kill him, so the City of No Tears stayed at that time forever, and the people here would never grow old or die. Su Tianxin could only use her supreme power to kill Gan Jiang and Wu Lei.

Seal the city together."

"But the sadness of Gan Jiang did not disappear with the disappearance of Mo Xie. Instead, it gradually eroded the city without tears. In the end, he became integrated with the city without tears. Therefore, everyone who comes here will be affected by the sadness of Gan Jiang and cannot help but

She shed tears. But the tears reminded Gan Jiang of the painful memory of Mo Xie, so the sword of Gan Jiang finally turned into a magic sword."

"You are not allowed to shed tears in the city without tears, because tears are born out of sorrow. Sorrow will awaken the pain of generals, causing them to be reborn and start killing again... Stop tears with blood!"

Just after Ji Boyi and Su Tianxin finished explaining the taboos of the City without Tears, in the sword-making furnace in the center of the city, an orange-red fire suddenly ignited, burning an evil long sword.

sword.

This sword is about 1.3 meters long and about two fingers wide. The blade is the same monster blood red as Mo Xie. Where it meets the hilt is a terrifying and evil ghost head. The whole sword reveals an eerie and terrifying look.

breath.

Invisible demonic energy seeped out from the sword body, turning into an illusory demonic figure in black robes during the burning of the sword-making furnace. The blood-red Ganjiang sword suddenly broke open after a harsh sword cry.

On the zenith of the sword furnace, carrying the black-robed demonic shadow, it headed towards the place where Zhuge Wuwei was.

"boom!"

Before the demonic sword arrived, the terrifying and ghastly sword energy had already arrived. The blood-red sword light that broke through the air seemed to come from the Asura Hell, carrying an air of resentment that even all the water from the nine heavens could not wash away, and slashed fiercely towards the direction.

Zhuge Wuwei had no time to wipe away his tears.

"Stop it, General!"

In order to protect Zhuge Wuwei, Su Tianxin couldn't care less at this time and could only take action to fight the generals. The "Xuanxin Secret Art" exploded with amazing power at this moment, and the bright golden divine light blocked it like a horse.

The bloody sword light of Ganjiang Sword caused the aftermath that even Ji Game almost lost his footing.

"Ji Zi, we are here to make up for Su Tianxin's mistakes and change the fate of the seven generations of enemies!"

At this moment, Yan Hongye suddenly grabbed Ji Boyi's hand, raised his head and looked at him, and asked a question that stunned him.

"good."

"Then now is the best opportunity."

After saying this, Yan Hongye turned around and held Moye's sword tightly, heading towards the black-robed demonic figure holding the Ganjiang Sword.

Ji Boyi didn't hold on for a moment and she broke free. In other words, he had no intention of holding her back in the first place.

"My dear, do you need me to take action?"

Just in the shadow at the corner ahead, Qiye and Yue Mo, wearing black armor with silver patterns, stood quietly. They entered the City of No Tears earlier than Ji Boyi and Yan Hongye.

The reason why Yan Hongye couldn't find him just now was because he was going to join his Dharmakaya subordinates. The City without Tears is the origin of all cause and effect, and it is also the final battlefield for the confrontation between heaven and man. He must arrange everything well.

Only then can we take action.

"No need, a mere general, no matter how powerful he is, can't escape the word 'love'. As long as Hongye has Moye's sword, nothing will happen to him!"

Ji Boyi stood on the street and replied softly, then transformed into sword light and followed Yan Hongye to slash at the general.

Boom!

Amidst the fierce roar, Su Tianxin and Ganjiang retreated at the same time. The latter was just stopped by Ji Boyi and Yan Hongye who were rushing over. The two of them were not polite at all. With a flash of sword light and a sword finger, they pointed towards the black-robed demonic figure.

Blast away.

But the fierce and majestic attack seemed to fall into the air, and once it passed through, the bloody sword energy bursting out from the Ganjiang Sword pushed the two of them far away.

It was at this time that the black-robed demonic figure saw Moye's sword and roared to the sky like crazy.

"Why would Moye help Gan Jiang's enemies!"

After a roar, the invisible demonic energy dissipated, the black-robed demonic shadow collapsed, and the blood-red sword turned into a beam of light, returned to the center of the City without Tears, and was inserted into the sword-making furnace.

The orange-red flame slowly extinguished, and the powerful resentment that seemed to envelope the nine heavens and ten earths also dissipated at this time.

In the city without tears, Qiye, who had been standing quietly, suddenly covered his head with his hands, and scenes of broken memories emerged from the depths of his consciousness. The unspeakable sadness made his eyes sparkle, and he almost shed tears.

Come.

"Qiye, do you feel the sadness of Gan Jiang?"

When the Moon Demon on the side saw this scene, he laughed softly and seemed very happy.
Chapter completed!