"Hehe, hurt by love? Younger generation, how old are you? Do you know what love is?"


    The Lord of the world of mortals sneered and said, "for this seat, love and love are only Epiphyllum and a dream, and also tea flowers bloom. It is only beautiful for a moment. When you wake up, the most beautiful flowers will wither, and the strongest people will fall down. In the end, there will be only endless pain left."


    "The elder''s obsession is too deep, and his view of love in the world is too extreme."


    Yang Xuan frowned slightly and couldn''t help but say, "the road has no lover, love, the foundation of man. Even if a person without feelings finally proves immortality through thousands of hardships and dangers and obtains eternal life, it is just a puppet of the road. It can''t be regarded as a true road, let alone real detachment."


    "Huang Kou children, dare to talk with us?"


    The Lord of the world of mortals looked disdainful and said, "what is the true Tao? You don''t understand at all. Everything in the world is like a mirror. Is it true or false, false or true? For example, you or others, how can you know whether you are a real existence, not a dream of others?"


    "Elder, do you mean we all live in other people''s dreams?"


    Yang Xuan lost his voice and was completely surprised by the idea of the Lord of the world of mortals.


    If things are as the Lord of mortals said, who are they living in their dreams? Who has such great ability to accomplish this almost impossible feat?


    "Is Zhuang Zhou dreaming of butterflies or butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou? Who can say it clearly? You can only say that you don''t know too many things."


    The main road of the world of mortals.


    "Whether true or false, existence is reasonable. Our generation''s practice is to seek truth and seek truth..."


    Yang xuandao.


    "You are right, but if you want to find the truth, you must first go to the eternal world. Only when you really go there can you seek true knowledge and understand what is true and what is false."


    When the Lord of the world of mortals said this, his voice suddenly became very cold and said, "well, that''s all the nonsense. You can die now."


    "Please give him a life."


    Ji Yuechan subconsciously blurted out, and immediately changed his words, "no, he''s responsible for the disciple. He must die. The disciple shouldn''t be kind to him..."


    "You''re right. This son is a fickle and unjust man. He will only become your magic barrier if he lives. You can only get rid of him if you kill him."


    The Lord of the world of mortals nodded.


    "You''re so cruel. In order to preach for yourself, you have to let your apprentice cut off your lust and even cheat her. You''re in vain."


    Yang Xuan scolded.


    "You want to die!"


    The Lord of the world of mortals showed his murderous face.


    Yang Xuan looked fearless and said coldly, "I''m telling the truth. I''ll ask the elder, are you really out of love? Are you out of desire? If so, why do you hate the fatalist so much? Ask yourself, don''t you want to go to the eternal world to find the fatalist for an explanation?"


    This statement is as strong as the Lord of the world of mortals, and there is no way to refute it. As Yang Xuan said, if she really doesn''t have lust, she can''t hate anyone anymore, but in her heart, she hates the Lord of destiny all the time.


    This hatred has not dissipated with the passage of time, but has a tendency to become more and more intense.


    "Yuechan, kill him quickly. There is a teacher. I see who dares to save him here?"


    Either Ji Yuechan''s love for Yang Xuan or Ji Yuechan''s mortal love. Ji Yuechan needs to cut off the love in person in order to completely become a mortal kind. The Lord of mortals has already done it himself.


    "I..."


    Ji Yuechan bit Bei''s teeth and hesitated for a while. She was in love. Even if the Lord of the world of mortals tampered with her memory, she always had a nostalgia for Yang Xuan in her heart.


    "Fool, what a fool. Since you can''t bear to do it, I''ll cut off the love for you."


    The Lord of the world of mortals frowned and a wisp of thought shot out. The lightning disappeared into Ji Yuechan''s eyebrows and temporarily gave up Ji Yuechan''s body.


    "Be careful!"


    Taoist Ku changed his color and flashed to Yang Xuan.


    "Whoever you want to kill, you have to kill. You can''t save him. If you don''t want to die here, mind your own business."


    Ji Yuechan Leng hum, but it is the voice of the Lord of the world of mortals. In the final analysis, Ji Yuechan is no longer the original Ji Yuechan, but the puppet of the Lord of the world of mortals.


    "All kinds of love are determined and true. If my grandfather kills his beloved for your disciple, your disciple will regret it all his life."


    The dry road is humane.


    "If you cut off your feelings, you will lose your obsession. She may hate me for this, or die for this son, but what does that have to do with us? We haven''t raised her for nothing for so many years."


    Hearing this, Yang Xuan couldn''t bear it. "Smelly woman, you''re hopeless. No wonder the Lord of destiny would abandon you at the beginning. Obviously, the Lord of destiny has long seen your nature. You''re a complete villain in in your bones, and it''s not worth his nostalgia at all."


    "Bastard, I want your soul to fall into the purgatory of the world of mortals after you die, and die in the world of mortals. You will be tortured from generation to generation."


    The rage of the Lord of the world of mortals, together with Ji Yuechan''s body, also broke out a towering killing intention.


    "If you want to kill me, just come and have a try. Even if you sacrifice yourself to become a devil, you won''t join your mortal purgatory."


    Yang Xuan said, thanked kudao humanity again, and then turned and flew to the white bone altar in the distance. On the white bone altar, the gods of the underworld had retreated there, but they didn''t mean to stop Yang Xuan from coming.


    Not only that, the dark god sneered, "this son bears the blood of the dark demon God. He is the perfect candidate for the rebirth of our ancestor. We will catch him later. When our ancestor''s demon heart awakens, we can revive him with his body."


    "I still want to sacrifice myself to be a devil. Do you think this seat will let you do it?"


    The Lord of the world of mortals reacted and couldn''t care. I grabbed Yang Xuan with my bare hands, and then a terrible breath locked Yang Xuan in the air. No matter how Yang Xuan struggled, he couldn''t move.


    However, the Lord of the world of mortals had no time to be happy. Under the boundless sea of blood, he suddenly rushed up a strange magic gas. The magic gas was so strong that it swept in like a river tide, which suddenly dispersed the momentum of the Lord of the world of mortals.


    However, the two momentum collided. Yang Xuan, located in the center of the storm, seemed to have been hit by a giant hammer. His body fell down uncontrollably.


    "Who is it?!"


    The Lord of the world of mortals said angrily. She looked dignified and upset. She didn''t seem to expect that someone could save people from under her eyes.


    There was no answer, but another evil spirit flew in, rolled up Yang Xuan and quickly dragged him into the boundless blood sea, completely missing.


    This scene, even the dark god and other gods, was unexpected. When they returned to God, they immediately thought of something, and their faces changed greatly.