Chapter 735: The 0th generation of reincarnation of evil fate, the 3rd generation of immortal scriptures gather, extinguish the fantasy

The bamboo forest in the mountains, the breeze swells slightly.
A teenager who was about fifteen or sixteen years old opened his eyes slightly and rubbed his eyes in a daze.
The teenager had no name, no surname, no father and no mother, and was raised by a blind fortune teller.
The blind fortune-telling man said that he was a reincarnated and would definitely become a big man in the future.
The young man sneered.
He didn't think that the gods would be willing to be reincarnated as wild species that no one wanted.
Although the blind fortune-telling man did not give the young man a lot of wealth, he taught him martial arts so that he could kill a tiger with one punch when he was a teenager.
Later, the blind fortune-telling man died of illness, and the young man felt that he would no longer have any relatives.
Later, the teenager saw her.
I saw the blood on her body, the blood stained face, and the despair on her face.
Behind is the person who chased her.
For some reason, he subconsciously shot the girl when he saw the girl's bloodstained but still big eyes.
At last.
The boy came to the girl with a wound and stretched out his hand.
"What is your name?"
"My name is... Little Zhiyuan." The girl timidly said.
"Then you just follow me." The young man took the girl's hand if nothing happened.
The girl clasped tightly without letting go.
This is three years.
In the past three years, the girl has been assassinated countless times, and the boy has helped her block countless assassinations.
The teenager is getting stronger, but his injuries are also increasing.
Three years later.
A group of people found the girl and wanted to take her away.
The young man watched silently, without saying a word.
When parting, the girl rushed into the boy's arms and kissed his face.
"I will come back to look for you, the little paper kite will become very powerful, very powerful, and will not let you get hurt any more." The girl vowed.
She stuffed a sachet into the heart of the boy's arms.
"Never forget me."
she left.
The teenager hated it, and even felt betrayed.
He picked up the sachet and wanted to throw it away, but finally put it in his arms.
Later, the boy met a son.
A young man who went into the mountains to hunt and was about to be eaten by the eye-catching white tiger.
He smashed the white tiger to death, and at the same time looked at the son with contempt.
"It's so wasteful, don't go hunting in the mountains."
"Hello, thirteen princes in Xia Beiliang, thank you Xiongtai for your help." The son smiled openly.
Since then, the Northern Liang Kingdom has a legend.
An unnamed general who shocked all directions.
Ten years later.
The Zichuan Empire attacked the capital of Beiliang Kingdom.
A silent figure with a visor, like an iron tower, stood on the wall of the imperial capital.
With thirty thousand remnants, vowed to guard the country.
The female emperor of the Zichuan empire, the imperial conquest.
"The Lord of Beiliang has hanged himself, why are you still defending?" someone shouted.
That figure was indifferent.
He only knew that the young man who was almost eaten by the white tiger was now dead in the rope he was hanging on.
But he will fight to the last minute.
The Empress Zichuan hides her face with a bead curtain.
She looked at the stubborn figure in front of her, probed into the void with a sword in her hand.
"When the Northern Liang Kingdom is broken, no one will be able to hurt us anymore in this world." The Empress murmured in her heart.
Puff!
Blood is splashing.
The sword in the hands of the Empress Zichuan penetrated the general's heart.
"Let me see, who is the last backbone of the Northern Liang Kingdom?"
The Empress Zichuan took off the mask of the general.
A familiar face was revealed.
"Why..."
"Little Zhiyuan, you are here, you really have become very powerful..." The general tremblingly took out one thing.
It is a blood-stained sachet.
For ten years, all are at ease.
The general closed his eyes.
The female emperor Zichuan had messy temples and was heartbroken.
One sword seals the throat.
The two bodies leaned on each other.
The splashed blood merged together.
The first life is over.
...
Hua Deng is on.
A handsome young man secretly looked at the beautiful oiran in the room.
She should be the most beautiful woman in this hook column.
She is called Li Yuan.
She is not only beautiful, but also beautiful.
Unlike other women, all intrigue.
One day, the young man accidentally knocked over a guest's wine glass, was kicked and punched by the guest, and almost killed him.
It was Li Yuan who took the shot, hugged the guests, coaxed him to be happy, and told him not to care.
The young man lowered his head and gritted his teeth.
Late at night, he didn't know where the courage came from, found Li Yuan, hugged her and said, I want to take you away.
Li Yuan smiled and said, okay, when you become the number one in the world, take me away.
Xiao Si left.
He met an expert and learned art from a teacher.
For three years, he was famous all over the world for his sword.
He came to the hook again.
The oiran is gone.
It is said that she died in a large family home a month ago.
Before she died, she was still muttering and took her away.
He carried the sword and washed the family with blood, up and down three hundred mouths, without leaving a life.
He embraced the already cold body of the oiran and walked towards the sunset step by step.
The second life ended.
There are many more stories.
Some scholars who went to Beijing to rush for the exam met a fox and a ladyboy in the middle of the night.
A disciple of the Dao Sect fell in love with the Demon Sect and finally died in love.
And these people, without exception, will have a question in their hearts before they die.
who am I?
They don't know who they are, they just feel like they have forgotten something.
They only remembered, as if they had seen it in their dreams, a vaguely white figure, standing above the mortal world.
The cycle of reincarnation from life to life seems to have no end.
The fifth...
The seventh...
Twentieth...
Seventy-second...
Ninety-ninth reincarnation has passed through evil fate.
Until the hundredth century.
He is the eldest son of the world's first demon family.
He looks handsome and beautiful.
But the character is indifferent and alienated, as if there is no emotion.
The extinction of monsters is extremely cruel.
But only a few people know.
He is not human.
It's the humanoid Taoist soldier handed down from ancient times in the first family of the Demon Eliminating Family.
He believes that he may never have the feeling of love in his life.
Until, he met a peach blossom demon.
"My name is Tao Yuan."
Xiao Tao Yao was charming and charming.
He didn't know why, he didn't start to kill.
Maybe it's because of that smile, too brilliant.
Tao Yuan tells him that the outside world is very big, and there is no end to it.
"If you want, I can accompany you to see it together." Tao Yuan Qiao Qianxi smiled.
"I am the eldest son of the first demon family." He said.
"I'm not afraid, you are a good person." Tao Yuan smiled innocently.
He remained expressionless.
However, in the center of his eyebrows, there was an ancient talisman slowly appearing.
Later, the story of Little Tao Yao was revealed.
In the square hall of the First Demon Clan, everyone asked him to kill the little peach demon with his own hands.
Little Tao Yao was weak, and collapsed to the ground covered in injuries.
And she was still smiling at him.
Just like when we first met, she smiled brightly.
"I'm not afraid of death, I'm afraid I can't accompany you to see the thousands of waters and mountains..." Tao Yuan was pale and smiled weakly.
He raised the sword in his hand.
Hesitate.
cut.
Still not cut?
His hands were shaking.
At this moment, a mechanical voice suddenly rang in his mind.
"Ding, congratulations to the host, you have reached the deepest part of the black abyss, do you sign in?"
He responded subconsciously.
"Ding, congratulations to the host, signing in to the Three World Immortal Sutras, there will be no birth sutras in the future!"
boom!
Accompanied by the sound of machinery ~EbookFREE.me~ the three scriptures of the Amitabha Sutra in the past, the Tathagata in the present, and there will be no life sutra in the future.
Completely integrated into the supreme celestial scripture of the cultivation soul, the three-generation celestial scripture!
At this moment, his mind was instantly clear.
At the same time, the ancient talisman in the brain releases boundless brilliance.
That is half a chaotic ancient emperor talisman, protecting his soul.
"Haha, the test of the reincarnation of a hundred generations is worthy of the underworld."
His eyes were cold and faint, looking at the weak and pitiful Taoyuan that collapsed to the ground.
"Ling Yuan, I'm afraid you haven't awakened yet. It seems that you are still the first step."
He fell with a sword, beheading Xiao Tao Yao!