Chapter 1071 The years are long

The vast stars circle and rotate around Ji Kun, just like a dragon traveling around the world.

Endless cyan starlight passed across the sky above his head, and it was so bright that it was unspeakable. This technique was called...Slashing the Spirit!

Futian raised his head and stared, his eyes filled with the reflected bright stars.

He actually seemed slightly absent-minded at this moment.

Such a familiar scene...

This is the Forbidden Technique of Nothingness. I remember it was created by Junior Sister Qingji. That night, the stars poured down into the nine heavens, and the boundless stars reflected the great world of Taiyi, and hundreds of millions of living beings shared the experience.

That night was extremely beautiful, like the ultimate perfection and brilliance of immortality.

I remember, Junior Sister Qingfu disappeared after that night.

She turned into a celestial monument, forever shining in the vast night sky of Taiyi World.

He couldn't remember the rest.

An imperceptible peaceful smile appeared on Futian's profound face, but he hadn't seen the night sky of Taiyi World for a long time.

He has been abandoned by heaven, and he will never see him again.

Today's scene had unintentionally granted him a small and unattainable wish.

Futian raised his eyes and looked at Ji Kun with a long and far-sighted gaze: "The juniors of all ethnic groups who regard themselves as ethnic groups never seem to understand what the grace of preaching is."

"Whether it is your human race, the ancient immortal race, or the billions of races in the three thousand worlds, you...are not worthy of appearing in front of me."

"You want to kill me, do you think you are worthy?"

With a cold light in his eyes, he waved his sleeves towards the starry sky, and said softly, "Do you still think you can scream in front of me just by dragging your body?"

Rumble...

In an instant.

The endless bright starlight turned into specks of dust and slowly fell towards the two people's position. Ji Kun's spirit-slaying magic was vulnerable to Futian.

Ji Kun's stern face still changed slightly at this moment.

This person knows everything...!

It was just a random attack, but it was enough to see everything in the eyes of the Supreme Immortal. He himself was a broken body, but Futian was not bad!

Ji Kun put his sword on his back but did not draw it.

The Sword of the Supreme Humanity can kill immortals of all races, but it is really not worthy to use the sword against Futian, and it cannot inspire the power of the immortal sword.

Although he is ancient in this era when he is resurrected now, Futian is older than him, a true eternal monster—

Immortal immortal!

Even Zu Shou is still no match for him. Only with the support of the World Spirit Ancestral Land can he fight against this man.

Ji Kun stared at the distant sky and said coldly: "Since I dare to come, I have naturally taken care of everything, including my own affairs..."

"Junior human race, please step aside."

Futian's eyes showed a hint of embarrassment, and he didn't really want to get into a meaningless entanglement with him. "You are so brave. How can I not allow outsiders to interfere in my affairs? Go back to Wuyun Sect."

He finally had some impressions of this person. Chen Xun had not seen any of his senior fellow apprentices.

No one saw how he passed away...

There is no manifestation of cause and effect, and he cannot fabricate it out of thin air. He has not been able to fish out the remnant soul of this person so far. He did not expect that he turned out to be one of the Queen's hand.

Futian's heart became much clearer. There were too many things he couldn't see in the Three Thousand Worlds, but he had done his best.

of course.

He still believes that the line of cause and effect was forcibly fluctuated, and he was helped by Chen Xun to return to that era!

A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of Futian's mouth. The Ji family's ancestor came to look for him. It seemed that cause and effect were reversed, and their meeting was inevitable.

As for what will happen between the two of them later, he now has complete predictions.

It can also be said that what Ji Kun wants to say and do later is completely under his control. With one thought, Futian!

The founder of the Ji family's back-up plan is just the Great Thousand Creation Art that he cannot touch. According to this person's temperament, I am afraid that he will risk his life to threaten himself.

Far in the sky.

Ji Kun's eyes became colder and colder: "Futian, although you have the power to master all things, do you know how our human race has risen? In the era of mass killings by all races, our human race is the trump card that all races are afraid of?!"

"Yeah." Futian sat cross-legged on the boulder and nodded gently, seeming to be thinking.

Ji Kun's tied black hair was flying, with strands of vicissitudes of white hair hidden in the depths. He said with a stern expression: "The Great Thousand Creation Technique, the art of sacrificing one's life, the forbidden magic that takes over the creation of heaven and earth. Come today, I have prepared the immortal art." Prepare to die."

"At any cost, I will cut you into nothingness and cut off the great karma between you and my junior brother!"

However, Futian remained calm, without any surprise or fear in his heart.

He whispered softly: "Junior of the human race, why don't you go and see your two junior brothers? There are some eternal regrets that cannot be saved. If you leave suddenly, how will they deal with themselves?"

"The years are long, but they pass by in a blink of an eye. Don't let them only be left with ruin in their hearts, without any trace of you."

Futian spoke slowly and protractedly, and his calm words spread in all directions, "Junior, sacrificing your life is meaningless. You can't kill me. The most you can do is make me fall into a deep sleep."

"...What do you mean?" Ji Kun's eyes were solemn, looking at this gentle immortal immortal from a distance, "It seems that you still don't want to let them go, talking to such a child like me, an immortal who has seen through life and death. language."

"Senior Futian, don't you think it's a little ridiculous?"

Ji Kun stepped forward and slowly ascended into the air. The laws of the Great Immortal Power came out in a vast way, making the Eight Wastelands tremble. "Just let you sleep, and let them spend the rest of the years safely."

When he said this, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I once said that I would stand in front of me to protect their immortal path. As a senior brother, have you ever understood it?!"

"Does this make sense?!"

A thunderous sound exploded in the void. At this time, Ji Kun was no longer the ancestor of the Ji family, nor was he the great monk who only fought for the human race.

At this time, he returned to the path of immortality, to the inconspicuous Nine Stars Valley, to an unremarkable small sect of the path of immortality...

At this time, he truly belongs to this great era of immortality, and is no longer the pillar of the human race who cares about hundreds of millions of monks.

He is now just a monk who has embarked on the path to immortality. He has no racial righteousness, only simple friendship with the immortal way, and only the simple bits and pieces of the past immortal path.

One sword kills monsters, one sword eliminates demons, one sword protects those behind you, and one sword wipes out all injustices in the world.

"hehe."

Futian's eyes followed Ji Kun's figure, with ancient vicissitudes in his eyes, and a faint smile on his lips.

Senior brother...

He remembered that he was the senior brother of Fu Shi Sect, and he also had an old and disrespectful master.

I remember that I was also a high-spirited young man at the time. If any of my junior brothers and sisters were wronged, they would not wait until the next day, but that night they would go and destroy other people's dojos.

The black duck was the loudest, and started to curse others thousands of miles away from the dojo. He kept swearing, and often scolded others until their hearts collapsed.