Chapter 325
"How is it possible!?" Jun Jiuxiao roared, "I am the Great Emperor, how could they die? How could I allow them to die in front of me, all this is fake."
"Yes, all this is fake."
Jun Jiuxiao convinced himself, he ran forward, stood in front of Jun Wuqi's tomb, and murmured: "I am the Great Emperor, you are my master, I don't allow you to die, how dare you die."
Jun Jiuxiao's eyes were full of red bloodshot, "Even if you die, I will revive you, whoever dares to stop me, I will kill him."
"The way of heaven is no exception."
After Jun Jiuxiao said these words, he slumped in front of Jun Wuqi's tomb, and he began to recall everything about himself and Jun Wuqi.
Jun Wuqi held his hand and walked through Xuantian Peak, teaching him magic hand in hand.
When his talent for cultivation was revealed, he laughed and said that he had accepted a good apprentice.
He looked for the Li Tianwen Sword for himself, sent countless resources to his cave, and insisted on establishing himself as the Son of God against all odds, just to let himself enjoy the resources of the Son of God.
"Master, how could you be dead? This tombstone..." Jun Jiuxiao gently stroked the words on the tombstone. He recognized that it was his own handwriting.
He even recalled the sword marks on Xuantian Peak. Those were all sword techniques he knew, but compared to him now, those sword techniques were a little immature and his cultivation was not as good as he is now.
"What's going on?" Jun Jiuxiao's lips had been bitten by himself and bled. He yelled word by word, "What's going on!?"
Then, Jun Jiuxiao started digging Jun Wuqi's tomb like crazy, "How could he be dead... Impossible to be dead."
Jun Jiuxiao is now a mortal. He dug the mud pit with his hands. His whole hands were covered with blood. He couldn't feel the pain. He wanted to see what was buried in the coffin below.
"I don't believe it... You are best at running away. How could anyone kill you?"
One layer of soil, two layers of soil, when Jun Jiuxiao's hands were completely bloody, he saw the coffin.
Without stopping for a moment, he rushed directly to the coffin and opened the lid of the coffin. There was no stone corpse or clothes inside, only a piece of paper, which was the paper he saw last time.
The paper simply had the word "kill" written on it.
Jun Jiuxiao picked up the paper and was stunned. This was exactly the same as the paper he had just seen, because there were still his tears on it.
He went crazy to dig Ying Wanning's tomb again. There was nothing in Ying Wanning's tomb. It was an empty tomb.
He went to dig other people's tombs. All the tombs were empty tombs with nothing in them.
Jun Jiuxiao felt that his head exploded. He knew clearly that all this was not true, but the lingering huge pain in his heart and himself who was almost out of breath told him that all this was not so simple.
At this moment, Jun Jiuxiao also discovered something. His hair was black.
He slowly recalled that it seemed that when he entered here, or entered the "Tao" of the peach tree spirit, his hair was black.
Jun Jiuxiao covered his head and screamed in pain, "What on earth... is going on?"
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Jun Jiuxiao fainted from the pain. When he woke up, the scene had changed. His bloody hand had healed. He was still holding the Tianwen Sword in his hand, and the sword was covered with human flesh and blood.
His clothes were also covered with flesh and blood. The white clothes were dyed brown. He seemed to have killed many people.
He closed his eyes, and the Tianwen Sword fell out of his hand. In front of him lay a person who was not clear, because this person was chopped into pieces and then put together.
Jun Jiuxiao wanted to go forward to see who this person was, but every time he took a step closer, the body of that person moved back a step, and he could never get close to that person.
Suddenly, a voice came from his mind, "Run, run, it's almost too late..."
"Who are you?" When Jun Jiuxiao asked this question, the voice stopped abruptly, as if it had never appeared before, and the voice just now was an illusion.
He felt that this voice was somewhat familiar. He seemed to have heard it somewhere, and he heard it often.
However, he didn't have time to think about these things. He only had one thought in his mind: he still had many people to kill, and he was going to kill them.
The Heavenly Question Sword returned to Jun Jiuxiao's hand, and a shadowy figure appeared in front of him, whose figure and appearance could not be seen clearly.
He seemed to be out of control, and he killed these figures when he saw them. He didn't understand why he had such a huge hatred for these figures.
He also heard a plea for mercy, "Let me go, it's not me."
"This has nothing to do with me, it has nothing to do with us, we will withdraw immediately..."
He couldn't hear the rest, and he only had the intention to kill in his heart, "Kill, kill, kill!!!"
Soon, his body and clothes were covered with freshBlood, blurred figures were also killed by him.
"It seems... everything is over..." Jun Jiuxiao half-knelt on the ground, relying on the Tianwen Sword to barely support his body.
The familiar voice came again, "Run, run quickly..."
Jun Jiuxiao wanted to ask it again, it said hurriedly, "It's too late..."
"What do you mean it's too late, why are you running? Where to run..."
Jun Jiuxiao hadn't finished speaking, he found that his whole body began to become empty, as if he was going to disappear, and he was powerless to stop it.
"Tell me what's going on."
"2233, what's going on." Jun Jiuxiao finally remembered whose familiar voice it was.
He was even more confused now, why 2233 appeared here, he clearly didn't bring it in.
2233 didn't respond to Jun Jiuxiao, Jun Jiuxiao's body was also gradually disappearing, gradually becoming transparent.
Suddenly, a roar broke out in his mind, and it was 2233's voice, "Run away, I'll help you, run away..."
The voice of 2233 completely disappeared, his body slowly became solid, and another tear passed through the corner of his eye.
Jun Jiuxiao's heart was swept by pain again, "Ah!!!"
Then, Jun Jiuxiao's black hair began to turn white, and he seemed to have lost his soul and walked forward aimlessly.
Until his hair turned completely white, he stopped, and the Tianwen Sword broke into two halves. He also dug a grave for the Tianwen Sword and let it lie in it.
Jun Jiuxiao felt that he had lost everything, his master, Xuantian Holy Land, Tianwen Sword, and 2233... He lost everything.
"2233... If I had listened to 2233 from the beginning and left to escape, would it not have died?" Jun Jiuxiao woke up at once, "2233... Did it disappear to save me?"
"Why am I so irrational that I even gave up my own life to kill someone."
"No, this is not me. I am not me now." Jun Jiuxiao seemed to understand.
"This is not me!!!"
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