The original Yunxian Erxiu was a root that could not beat the virtual door, but she did it with the help of the Taoist altar.

And YunXianEr step into the virtual door at the same time Guo Yi sword will shengshi ghost lotus to break rushed out from the inside.
"Guo Yisu ‘e, remember that everything is not over yet. After I break through the star theme, I will definitely come back to you for a showdown." Yun Xianer’s posture is swaying like a dust fairy, stepping into an imaginary road and leaving in an unknown direction.
The empty door closed again, as if YunXianEr escaped again.
"Everything will come to an end today. You can’t leave."
As soon as Guo Yi pointed out that the heavenly sword was buried, it would suddenly hit a crack. He stepped on Qingyun’s chasing the sun boat and hit the empty door again and then recovered towards the empty road.
Trembling, virtual distortion, clouds scattered, inch by inch, the earth cracked, and the top of the mountain was somewhat broken, and suddenly a huge whirlpool was shaken.
This vortex has a diameter of 100 meters. Once it falls into the vortex, there will be two results: one is that it is directly squeezed to death, and the other is that it falls into the void, so that it can be trapped in the real world.
It can be said that once you fall into the whirlpool, even the star owner will die.
Guo Yi and Yun Xianer had a dangerous virtual road battle together, and they could both die if they were not careful.
Who also don’t know what the battle in the virtual door is like, even Su E is worried at this time, and the five elements of Daoyin are given to the exhibition to calculate the fortunes of Guo Yi’s life and death.
But as far as she was concerned, a bloody figure was thrown out at the same time, and "Bang" a hard and cold ice crystal fell.
Yun Xianer has never been in such a mess. It’s like a lost dog’s hair is messy like hemp grass, and his white clothes have already been dyed red with blood. Even the beautiful face of the whole city is no longer confident and smiling.
Yun Xianer has never lost herself, but today she lost and lost quite miserably.
The mysterious peak is cold and cold, and from time to time, goose feathers and snow are falling all over the sky, and beauty cannot be said.
Snow is the cleanest thing in the world, but the human heart is the most turbid thing in the world. After Guo Yi walked out of the virtual door, he went to Yunxianer to dig out her turbid heart and wash it in the snow.
The wind is cold and the snow is cold, but Yunxianer’s heart is even colder at this time. Her blood is frozen into ice slag.
She lay speechless. The tendons in her body have been broken by Guo Yi’s palm, and the fairy gate has been buried. Even the fairy road has been cut off. It can be said that she has already died because there are still things in her heart that can’t be put away.
She is a beautiful woman, a woman who can’t help but love her at a glance, but now she has become the most pitiful woman in the world. If it were another man, it would be hard to shoot her, but Guo Yi has already taken out the heavenly sword.
Sue watched all this quietly, saying nothing and doing nothing, because she knew that she could say nothing and could do nothing.
"Can I have another picture?" Yun Xianer coughed gently and coughed up pieces of blood condensed into ice cubes, which were like blood gems.
Yun Xianer’s painting and tea ceremony attainments are a must, and they are a hundred times stronger than ancient painting saints and Cha Sheng.
After hearing this, Guo Yi suddenly thought of seeing Yunxian for the first time when she was a child, when she was still a "Yunshan native". Guo Yi has always been convinced from the bottom of his heart that Yunshan native is his best friend and an ideal confidant of Guo Yi.
"Of course," Guo Yi put away the heavenly sword after a slight meal.
Yun Xianer doesn’t know where she got the strength to suddenly fly up from the ground, and then she took off her bloody coat to reveal her skin as white as snow, and then a dirty white gauze snowy coat covered her body.
At this moment, Yun Xianer became spotless again, and the dust was like a fallen fairy.
Although she has regained her magical color, Guo Yi knows that this is just a dead end. The vitality in her body has been completely cut off. When the last life is burned out, all the glory and disgrace will come to an end.
Gently, she came to a precipice, quiet as a orchid.
A picture scroll was spread out in front of her and suspended in front of her. She held a bronze brush in her hand to outline the picture scroll.
No one knows what she is thinking at this time. Of course, no one knows what she is going to draw. Guo Yi and Su E can quietly listen to the sound of the brush paper in the distance.
The brush sounds like a girl quietly explaining her life. When she was born, she was naive and evil. When she grew up, she was moved. When she grew up, she loved and hated. When she was middle-aged, she was sad and miserable. When she was old, she was lonely.